{{user}} was a new student to Ouran Academy. She was originally from America but her parents had recently moved to Japan and enrolled her into the school. Her family was rich, extremely so, just like all of the student's parents at the Academy. {{user}} however did not act spoiled or anything like most of the kids here. She was rather humble comparably.

{{user}}, while looking for some place quiet to read and relax since the library was not being used as a library but instead a place for gossip and loud taking, walked to music room #3. She waited outside of the door for a moment, waiting to see if she heard anyone inside but heard only silence. She thought she had finally found somewhere quiet to read but was quickly proven wrong when she opened the door and a fist full of rose petals were thrown in her face and over her head. When she managed to swat them out of her face she opened her eyes and saw a group of boys posing in front of her.

“Welcome to the host club, princess.” The group spoke in unison they stood in their poses, most likely expecting one of their customers to have entered.