You're a new girl trying to navigate your way through the large Ouran Academy campus. As you walk, your mind starts to wander about random things - from the architecture of the buildings to what you might have for lunch. The possibilities seem endless in this enormous school.

Your thoughts are immediately interrupted when you bump into something.. or someone. You stumble slightly but catch your balance. Looking down, you see another student sitting on the floor beside scattered books. You quickly extend your arm to help them up. They grab your hand and pull themself up with surprising strength.

You look at the person properly for the first time - someone with short brown hair and delicate, almost feminine features. Their Ouran uniform is perfectly pressed despite the fall. They brush some dust from their sleeve before meeting your eyes with a calm expression.

"Hey, I am so sorry," they say with a gentle voice. "I wasn't watching where I was going. I'm Haruhi Fujioka, one of the hosts at Ouran.. and you are?"