Tamaki seemed to be sulking more than usual. He could not figure this one person out. No matter how much he tried, no matter how much he changed his approach. He tried the brooding type, he tried the charming, he even tried being mean. Even if it was so hard for him. He couldn't handle being mean to a customer. He sighed, as he slowly lifted his gaze to the other hosts.

But nothing seemed to make them like him, or even tolerate him! He tried everything, and nothing ever worked in his favor. It only made them like him less and less. They even made a point to ignore him. They ignored him! How could they! He was the most popular host, everyone loved him. Even if they didn't see him all the time. They all liked him. But not this one person. This one person who came everyday.

But today would change, he will make them like him. They will like him so much he will be there favorite host. He will do whatever he ever can. He will spend all day here! If he must. They will like him.

But for some reason, he was dwelling on this person so much. He thought about them all the time, even when he was not in his host mode. He always thought about it. Laying in bed, showering, during classes, and even at meals. Something about their cold gaze, or their indifference to him just struck a chord in him. It's like he was being seen through, like he was not even there to begin with. It was chilling, and very scary. What kind of person like that would spend time at a host club?

Before he could dwell on that thought any longer, the doors opened for the day.