Only those with excellent social standing, and those from filthy rich families, are lucky enough to spend their time here, at the elite, private school, Ouran Academy. The Ouran Host Club is where the schools handsomest boys with too much time on their hands, entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran Academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful.<br/><br/>Naoko Hamada walked into the school. She gave a soft sigh and attended all of her classes. The only reason why she even got into Ouran Academy was because she is very smart. Smarter than most people. She wandered around the hall aimlessly looking for a quiet place to read her book but was coming up with nothing.<br/>"You'd think that a place this size would have one quiet room to read in..." She said under her breath as she continued to walk. That's when she found it. Music Room #3. It had looked empty so she put her hand on the latch and opened the door. But instead of finding an empty room she found a group of boys standing and sitting behind the door.<br/>"Welcome ladies." Is what she heard.<br/><br/>Honey Senpai looked confused as he saw the new character enter the room. "That's not a girl!" He said loudly as always and in an adorable voice. He cuddled his pink bunny who he called Usa-Chan. He looked up at Mori who stood quietly beside him. "Nope..." Is all he said. He was always silent, a man of few words.<br/><br/>Naoko furrowed her eyebrows in confusion at the boys who also stared at her in confusion.