Mori's turn. I don't think a dramatic love story would really suit him so this is much more peaceful than the rest lol Hope you enjoy it! I own nothing!

"Hey, Hani-senpai, have you seen Mori-senpai?" Haruhi asked, understandably surprised to see them apart. "He doesn't have kendo practice today, does he?" It wasn't exactly a hosting day; Tamaki had decided to take it upon himself (and the unwilling host club) to fix yet another issue bothering one of his fellow students. Talk about a day of studying wasted by going along with his whims...She privately thought, just slightly annoyed.

"Hmm...Takashi's probably at the library!" Hani smiled as he savored his cake. He scarfed it down quicker than most people probably could but, as a sign of respect to its creator, he made sure to fully enjoy every bite. "Haru-chan, do you want some cake too?"

When the Host club wasn't working, Mori was easy to find; he was always at either kendo practice or in the library. He liked reading more than most people might think. It was nice to get lost in a story or to learn about new things. Carefully flipping the pages of the animal care book he'd selected for the day, Mori sat down at a table without giving it much thought. It wasn't until he heard the sound of another book's pages rustling that he realized that he wasn't the only one there.

Siting across from him at the table was a girl. She was focused on her book, a historical fiction novel, and paid him no mind. From the stacks of books on either side of her, he could easily assume she'd been there first. should he move? It wasn't as though he was planning on bothering her so he didn't think she'd really care but...

She laughed softly, her eyes lighting up. What had he done that made her so amused? Looking around curiously, he finally realized she wasn't laughing at him; she was so lost in her story that she didn't even know he was there. She was careful when she flipped the page, not wanting to bend or fold the paper. Realizing he wasn't bothering her at all, he relaxed and continued to read his book.

Time passed slowly that day, he later noted. It seemed like he'd been sitting there across from her, his legs tucked uncomfortably under his seat so he wouldn't accidentally touch her, for an eternity when the bell rang, ending all after school activities. Somehow, though he didn't mind. Every time he looked up from his book, he was greeted with an interesting sight. She's really expressive...He thought to himself, watching her expression change according to what she was reading. She quietly got up from her seat, picking up the stack of books she'd already read and bringing them back to the front desk. It was taller now than it was before...She must be a fast reader. He thought, putting his own book in his bag. She came back for the last four and scooped them up in her arms with a smile on her face.

For the first time, she noticed him. She gave Morinozuka a polite nod, which he returned, before she walked off at a brisk pace. Who was she? He'd never seen her at the club before. She wasn't in his grade either. Though curious, all his thoughts of the girl were pushed to the back of his mind as he went to meet his driver at the front entrance.

He didn't look for her the next day. Nor the day after that. He barely thought about her at all. She was just a random underclassman he'd seen in the library. He just went along with club activities as usual, caring for his cousin, and going along with Tamaki's quests...Until that Friday. The club was closed that day due to exams so Mori fond himself going right back to that table in the quietest part of the library.

Perhaps it was the broken window latch that prevented students from going back there or maybe it was how the librarians gave them judgmental looks when groups or pairs of teenagers went all the way back there. Mori didn't mind; everyone knew he was a smart, straightlaced young man and the fact that the window was always open made it more comfortable. He liked the breezes that blew through there. No matter what it was that had always deterred others from that table, it had always been his own secret place to read without disruptions. Maybe that was why seeing that girl there surprised him.

She had a whole new stack of books at her side today. Fiction, guidebooks, and how-to manuals...she read a little of everything. North America...He read the spines of some of the guidebooks curiously. They were all for the same place. The how-to manuals covered topics from rock climbing to race car driving. The fiction novels she'd collected were all American novels.

Was she planning a trip? No, she would've been giving the guidebooks more attention if she were. Was it just for fun? What a strange girl...He sat down anyway, diagonal from her this time. Just like before, she paid him no mind, studying the books instead. He watched her more this time, noting her odd habits. She seemed more interested in the photos in all of those guide and instruction books. She didn't seem to care at all about the words.

She smiled when she saw pictures of huge mountains and sunrises, her gray eyes brighter than before. She liked them, liked the excitement of those pictures but loved the calm of forests. Pictures of the sea, however, caused her to become slightly pale, sad. The book she was flipping through lying flat on the table in front of her, he glanced at the photos. Some of them were quite beautiful, sunlight glinting off of gentle waves. Why did she react so sadly?

A few strands of black hair fell in her face as she looked down. Her long hair had been loosely gathered and up on the back of her head. Rather than stylish, it seemed rather careless and clumsy. She obviously didn't care how she looked in other people's eyes.

Without even realizing it, he'd been watching, studying, her the whole time, his books forgotten. Despite his sudden fascination with her, Mori didn't say a word to her nor her to him. They nodded to each other once again, a hint of curiosity in her eyes as well, before they went their separate ways.

In an odd way, it was quite an enjoyable day. In an odds way, that table seemed even more comfortable and nice than before. Oddly, Mori almost hoped she'd be there again next time. But only almost. Interesting or not, she was just a random girl. He wouldn't enjoy his time in the library any less if he was there alone.

Still, he still almost hoped to see her again.

Writing a story for each character so Kyouya's will be out soon too. Hope you liked this. It'll be a really slow and short story but I hope you like it.