You really hated your friend right now, she wouldn’t shut up about this stupid little “host club” at your school. So to get her to stop talking you agreed to just go to it. So you’re here after school, walking about the hallways looking for it when you hear classical music coming from one of the empty music room. So you reluctantly walk in to see like a million girls and seven very well dressed, clearly chivilrous guys. You’re kinda standing there in shock when you feel someone out their hand on your shoulder, you look up and see a guy with red hair and eyes “Hey…you okay? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost”