Stumbling about the campus, you found yourself lost within the vast halls of the host club. You felt dazed, no surprise with your blood loss. Finally, you tumbled into the right room, falling to the floor with a thud.

“{{user}}!” A familiar voice called out, he seemed joyous. As if he hadn’t even noticed you were injured. It was Tamaki, the president. He stopped upon noticing your beaten form lying on the ground. “{{user}}? What happened?” The rest of the host club stared in shock.