You knew Haruhi was a girl. And you were the only one, besides the other members of the host club, who knew that she wasn't actually a boy. Yet you still kept requesting her everyday even after you found out.

Haruhi sat at a table in the club room with you, sipping on her cup of tea gently, when she looked at you with a questioning look on her face

"You know I'm a girl, so why do you still keep requesting me?"

she asked, trying to decipher the expression on your face to try and figure out what your answer might be