A Ouran Highschool love story. (Ryoichix Kyoya)

Ryoichi P.O.V

well here I am. huh.~ I hate these rich people and their rich schools. just another pain in my neck. I wonder around the school with my bag on my right shoulder. my waist-length purple-ish hair was in its normal long ponytail. I started wandering around seeing a boy doing the same. he had brown hair and brown eyes. oh good hes like me. I can tell hes not like these other rich kids. well anyway we both stopped by music room 3 at the same time. "hm? ok. well since were here to quietly study lets go in together. its not like a bunch of crazy people.. will pop... out." I trailed off seeing a couple of rose petals come from the door's crack then I opened it all the way both of us stepping in then the door close behind us. we looked forward wanting to see my killer and what I saw was. "well wecome to the host club. here I'm your king, tamaki."