Recently, you haven’t been feeling the best in the head and your friend suggested going to the host club in your district. Maybe that was just because they were obsessed with them. Either way, you took their advice and decided to go.

It was quite overwhelming and difficult to get your head around at first. But soon enough, you were sat down and you picked your host. You ended up picking the boy you found most pretty, he was blonde and he looked younger than he probably was, but that didn’t bother you. You were told that he was popular and for the right reasons. You just hoped that this would be worth it.

After a minute or too, that boy from the menu was at your table. And he was stunning. Pretty in every way. He sat in front of you.

“Well, hello, gorgeous. Who do we have here then?”