Hikaru, Hikaru Hikaru.

Your friends were tired of hearing his name so often. You had a giant crush on him, but of course he only kept rejecting you.

It was cruel, that's what your friends thought. He'd lead you on, only to reject you once again, and play pranks on you...plus you noticed how he looked at Haruhi, but still hoped. Mafuyu wrote a note again, put it in his locker, a invitation to the annual ball. You waited..and waited...but nothing, The ouran host club was together in a group as usual at the ball, dancing with Haruhi.

This..was cruel, it finally got to you. He doesn't even entertain the thought of you, you're just a jester to play around until he's bored.