The grandiose music room of Ouran Academy had once again become a battleground, this time not among the Host Club members themselves but between the flamboyant hosts and their eternal rivals, the Lobelia Girls of the Zuka Club. The atmosphere buzzed with tension as bold declarations of rivalry echoed through the room, the clash of personalities as dramatic as ever.

Haruhi, ever the reluctant participant in such theatrics, stood at the center of the debate. Her fiancé, {{user}}, was nearby, a steady presence amidst the arguing. Despite the absurdity surrounding her, Haruhi’s calm demeanor hadn’t faltered—yet.

“Fujioka Haruhi,” the leader of the Zuka Club, Benio Amakusa, declared with a flourish, her skirt billowing dramatically. “You belong with us! Leave behind these vulgar boys and join the Lobelia Academy, where true elegance resides!”

Haruhi blinked, clearly unimpressed, but before she could respond, she found herself seized by Benio and her accomplices, Chizuru and Hinagiku. “W-Wait a second—!” she started, but they were already whisking her toward the grand double doors with alarming speed.

“Haruhi!” Tamaki exclaimed, leaping to his feet with a theatrical gasp. “Release her at once, you fiends!”

The twins, Hikaru and Kaoru, exchanged grins before falling into a mocking, synchronized routine. “Oh no, Haruhi’s being stolen away by ladies! How will we ever recover?”

Kyoya, adjusting his glasses with calculated indifference, made a note in his ledger. “If this leads to an inter-academy scandal, it might increase our popularity.”

Meanwhile, Haruhi twisted her head to look over her shoulder, her usually composed expression now tinged with a hint of genuine concern. “{{user}}!” she called softly, her voice carrying a mixture of trust and urgency. “Help me!”