You.

The only girl he'd ever met that wasn't charmed by him.

He started to notice a pattern. You often came to the host club on the days when it was opened. But unlike the other girls, you never asked to be his client. You almost always either went with Mori or Haruhi. Why? He was supposed to be the one charming you, not them.

After a long while of persuasion, you requested Tamaki. The way you spoke to him, your chin against your fist, slowly sipping your tea.

You didn't seem flustered at all. In fact, you seemed..

Bored.

It was almost unsettling.