legacyheld:
Weiss had just transferred to Ouran and she was ALREADY displeased how apparently rich, well-educated heirs turned to mush over -A club with boys who hosted girls. They ALL had hosted parties in their lives. They were the ELITES.ย What was the big deal, anyways? Gosh, this transfer was SUCH a bad decision. Her father had insisted on the transfer since Winter had marred the Schnee name not standing that his eldest had RUN off to join the military. It involved moving all of his children to new schools and staying at the summer house for the time being.ย
As soon as her paperwork was done and she wore the hideous uniform, she had been PULLED aside by some gossipy girls who gave her impertinent instructions. Apparently, this club had called her. CROSSING her arms, her face set in disapproval, she waited for a response.
โ Princess? Iโm NOT your princess. Why was I forced to come to your pointless club? ย โ
The guy looked like the typical casanova rich boy. Ugh, she didnโt have TIME for silly games or antics. The future of the Schnee Company rested on her shoulders and it was of most importance that she aced her classes. Possibly, get MORE involved in an extracurricular that was worth her time.
Her words shattered his princely persona, making him gasp dramatically and shy away. His club, pointless? What a heartbreaking thing for him to hear! He glanced around frantically, hoping the other hosts heard the shattering glass but alas- they were busy with clients.
โW-Well.. Miss, I- um, donโt know if you were forced to come here. Merely an invitation is how I hoped that conversation went- b-but this club isnโt pointless. I-It makes ladies happy, s-see- look at their smiling faces-โ
Lifting a hand he gestured to the other members of his family interacting with giggly and swooned girls. Laughter filled the room as well as some background shreiks, most likely over moe- Mori and Honey were bound to be up to something.ย