Hello all my Otakus! (yes, you now belong to me, BECAUSE I LOVE HUMANS!) Ness here! This is my first Ouran Fic, so enjoy! I love Ouran High School Host Club (it was actually my first anime) so I decided, why not write about it! Especially since I apparently act exactly like Tamaki (thanks friends). I guess I'm just that amazing and handsome (oh dear God, what am I even saying). Anyway enough of my rambling, this is a super short chapter, just to introduce you to my OC (and because I'm evil. * glasses [that I never wear] sheen* I have type AB blood! Ok no, it's actually O. THE MORE YOU KNOW!) Thanks, and Happy Reading!

How did this happen? How did I even get here? Just a few weeks ago, I was sitting at home eating ramen with my parents, and now, it's as if, my whole world has shifted. Ever since dad was recognized as the supposed 'Long Lost Heir' to Sugiyama Games, everything's changed. I live in a mansion with maids, butlers, and chefs all at my disposal. It seems surreal, especially now, standing in front of the exclusive Ouran Academy. I was sent here, against my will, to 'get a better education'. Yeah, because a bunch of rich snobs, bragging all the time, is really gonna help me learn. It's complete crap! Maybe I'm just overreacting, but still, how am I ever going to fit in here. It's my first time even stepping foot in a private school. I don't even know where my class is! I know that i'm in Class 1A, but what's that supposed to mean? Ugh, I can already tell, this is going to be a long day.

There you have it! Told ya it was short! Don't worry, I'll update soon! Hang in there my fellow Otakus!