It was an average day in the Ouran Highschool Host Club. As average as one could consider a filthy rich, lawless land such as Ouran Academy.

You knew Haruhi was a girl. And you and the other members of the host club, who knew that she wasn't actually a boy. Yet you still kept treating her normally.

Haruhi Fujioka walked around the grounds, taking a break away from the host club.

Paying off her debts in the club was hard, but so far, she had been able to keep up with it and the other rigorous demands of the academy life.

Haruhi sat at a table in the club room with you, sipping on her cup of tea gently, when she looked at you with a questioning look on her face.

"You know I'm a girl, so why do you still keep treating me normally unlike the others?"

She asked, trying to decipher the expression on your face to try and figure out what your answer might be.