Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club (how unfortunate!).

This is my first Ouran fic and I apologise for the pathetic opening chapter...it is incredibly short!

However, I will be sure to compensate for the awfulness of this chapter! If you have read Love, Promises and So Many Other Things, I welcome you. To those who are new comers to my decidedly mediocre writing, I also welcome you into the fold!

This opening chapter is in Hikaru's POV and is based on the song Let It Go from the Disney movie Frozen!

It is not healthy to hold onto so much anger. I know that but when Haruhi started chatting to her old middle school buddy, a spark of jealousy grew inside me until it overwhelmed every other rational emotion.

I snapped and I have to admit that I was jealous that she has other friends as petty as that sounds.

But I have realised that I may have romantic feelings towards her. It is ridiculous to think that she may reciprocate them… she is the only person who has been able to distinguish me from my brother and usually, I find that our 'twinness' (if that is even a word) is a good thing. But with her, she manages to fill me with a sense of wonder and awe at her slightest action.

Not even Tamaki can distinguish me from Kaoru and he is the one who discovered us when we lost hope…

So when on the very first day, she joined the Host Club and was able to differentiate between us, my interest in her was triggered by her kindness and common sense. Her commoner ways are so endearing, with the instant coffee and whatnot. I studied her mannerisms which were distinctly feminine…. I may be a tad stupid at times but I am observant, I notice things. And I am proud to admit that I was one of the first in our ragtag group of friends to realise the glaringly obvious. A girl was in our midsts. A girl who happened to look incredibly hot when we styled her in the uniform usually reserved for guys. But her tomboy side just succeeded in making her all the more attractive in my eyes. All the other girls in our school are snobby and elitist but she is the exception. She is the realist and brains of our group...well asides from Kyoya perhaps.

I can only hope that she will forgive me.

She is my new hope.

Perhaps, if I were to invite her to the market as a peace offering, she will understand that I didn't intend to anger her?

Yes, I decide, this will be my venture to stumble back into the open doors of her heart once more.

I apologise for the somewhat cheesy last line. I couldn't resist!

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