(y/n) hung her head; scrunching up her eyes and sucking in a well-needed breath of air.
Steeling herself, she plastered the happiest smile she could muster on her face and spun round so she was facing Tamaki. She rushed over to him and awkwardly threw her arms round him.
"Tamaki!" She said. "I've missed you so much."
Even though this was true - she had missed her childhood friend - she still didn't want him to know about how she wasn't rich anymore,
and was now living in a run-down apartment in the poor side of town. It's not that she was ashamed, far from it, but she didn't want to see the look on Tamaki's face when he knew everything.
She didn't want him to hate her or look down on her. Deep down, she knew he wasn't like that and would accept (y/n) for who she was, like he had accepted her all those years ago.
It was just from (y/n)'s past experiences, it didn't work out well when she told people about her lifestyle.
She just wanted to have a normal school life and meet new people. Plus, she was overjoyed to have met Tamaki again; she had loved him since as far back as she can remember.
She just had to fake it so as not to make him worry. She could do it!
"Ah (y/n), you've grown up so much seen I last seen you!" Tamaki hugged her tighter to him and he could smell her familiar scent.
Tamaki pulled away from her and looked down so he could get a good look at her face.
"And you're so beautiful!"
"And you're the same old Tamaki." She giggled and hid her blushing face behind her hand. "You still say things that embarrass me."
"That's because seeing your cute expressions makes it all worth it." He smirked at her; (y/n)'s face was as red as a tomato now. "Come sit down. Tell me about what you've been up to."
As he barraged her with questions, he poured her some tea.
He handed (y/n) the teacup and placed one of his hands on top of hers, intertwining their fingers like he used to do when they were younger.
This didn't go unnoticed by the other members of the host club, who were looking at them curiously and wondering about their number one host and the unknown girl's relationship.
Who was this cute girl who could tolerate being with Tamaki?
Hikaru and Kaoru stood behind their chairs and leaned on their own arms behind their boss and the girl.
"Boss who is she?" One of the twins started.
"Why isn't she wearing the uniform?" The other one continued.
"Is she a commoner?" The first one asked, again.
She abruptly stood up from her chair, letting go of Tamaki's hand as she did so. (y/n)'s shoulders were trembling as she fought her inner-turmoil.
Why do people keep asking that?
Was there such a thin line between being rich and being a commoner?
What was so wrong with being unable to afford the uniform?
Since losing her wealth, (y/n) soon learnt that money wasn't everything and that there shouldn't be a divide between the rich and the poor.
And she was being ridiculed again, just as she was starting to feel ecstatic about being reunited with her Tamaki.
Good things really don't last. Especially not for her.
"(y/n) what's wrong?" Tamaki stood up and placed a tender hand on her upper arm, peering into her eyes.
"Hikaru and Kaoru stop asking such foolish questions!" He shot the twins a warning glare, which was a rare expression for the blonde.
"T-T-Tamaki I'm fine." She tried to smile at him. "I think I'm just going to head home. I'm kinda tired and want to get some rest.
"She pulled her arm out of his grasp and ran to the door, opening it and closing it behind her.
As (y/n) briskly walked down the hallway, she blinked the tears out of her eyes.
Behind her, she heard the clubroom door opening and Tamaki calling her name, worry lacing his voice. She just ignored him and continued walking through the hallway.
Like she could tell him everything - there was just no way she could.
Him and those friends of his were just going to laugh and mock her like the rest of them.