Haruka Homura
Another school day has passed, it was the same as usual. Get up in the morning, get lectured about being more careful to her parents and heading to school. After that, she would learn some things and be given work she hated doing and often did at the last moment. The only true place she enjoyed going to was her club and the library, not for books; but to enjoy some peace while she takes on a quick dungeon on her PSP. She couldn't help it, gaming has always been a hobby for her ever since she was a child. The teacher weren't fond of it, they knew how she could be when it came to school work and gaming. Haru would try her hardest, she just get's side tracked easily at times...especially with home work. In fact, the teacher spoke of her getting a tutor for math. Numbers were never her strong point, it was boring and difficult to understand at times. Though, if the teachers explained it in a simpler way it wouldn't be a pain. Don't speak big words, just get to the point and make it basic.
Lunch was always pleasant, she would either try to find members part of her club and act as if it was coincidence; or eat alone for some peace and quiet.
Haruka was running late for her club today, due to unexpected affection from some upper classmen. Being picked up and treated like a rag doll wasn't the greatest thing on earth. How would they feel if they were pick up right off the ground and smothered against their chests? "Tsk..." Well, some enjoy the attention. Well, once she was done being smothered to death; she managed to break a run for it down the hall. Haruka would never last long when it came to running, she wasn't particularly good at anything physical due to her weak body. That never stopped her from trying of course, admitting defeat was something she hardly ever did. She would continue on even if it meant death, but this is where her friends tell her it's enough.
Haru had planned to head straight to the club room, but she was stopped by a small plan of hers. She would receive much praise if she brought precious information from the under classed...Host Club. Once this idea came to mind, she didn't hesitate to direct herself to a different location. Now, if she were to be caught, well that didn't matter at all to her; what would come would come...she could take it..right? Just before she entered she made 'borrowed' a cloak from the drama club; their props were always nice. As expected, it was way too big for her and dragged on the ground like some bridal veil of some sort; it just happened to be black.
When getting back to the Host club's "base", she made it in seemingly not noticed and made way quickly for a table and slid under it. Haru was positive she bumped into some people along the way due to the cloak covering her vision a bit. Once pulling the rest of the cloak under the table, she was sure to stay low to not be noticed. However, a pleasant scent caught her attention...sweets? Minipies? "....A bite wouldn't hurt..." she thought. Haruka reached up her hand from under the table, attempting to feel the goodies out instead of exposing her face. "C'mon...I need to figure out all the secrets and weak points! I will be praised and patted on the head and even look up upon possibly."
Lunch was always pleasant, she would either try to find members part of her club and act as if it was coincidence; or eat alone for some peace and quiet.
Haruka was running late for her club today, due to unexpected affection from some upper classmen. Being picked up and treated like a rag doll wasn't the greatest thing on earth. How would they feel if they were pick up right off the ground and smothered against their chests? "Tsk..." Well, some enjoy the attention. Well, once she was done being smothered to death; she managed to break a run for it down the hall. Haruka would never last long when it came to running, she wasn't particularly good at anything physical due to her weak body. That never stopped her from trying of course, admitting defeat was something she hardly ever did. She would continue on even if it meant death, but this is where her friends tell her it's enough.
Haru had planned to head straight to the club room, but she was stopped by a small plan of hers. She would receive much praise if she brought precious information from the under classed...Host Club. Once this idea came to mind, she didn't hesitate to direct herself to a different location. Now, if she were to be caught, well that didn't matter at all to her; what would come would come...she could take it..right? Just before she entered she made 'borrowed' a cloak from the drama club; their props were always nice. As expected, it was way too big for her and dragged on the ground like some bridal veil of some sort; it just happened to be black.
When getting back to the Host club's "base", she made it in seemingly not noticed and made way quickly for a table and slid under it. Haru was positive she bumped into some people along the way due to the cloak covering her vision a bit. Once pulling the rest of the cloak under the table, she was sure to stay low to not be noticed. However, a pleasant scent caught her attention...sweets? Minipies? "....A bite wouldn't hurt..." she thought. Haruka reached up her hand from under the table, attempting to feel the goodies out instead of exposing her face. "C'mon...I need to figure out all the secrets and weak points! I will be praised and patted on the head and even look up upon possibly."