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Haruhi let out the tight breath she hadn’t been fully aware that she had been holding, closing her eyes and leaning her hip against the counter as relief washed over her. They didn’t hate her… and she could work with that. She wasn’t stupid, and hadn’t failed to notice the way that Kyoya didn’t...

‘I know better than to get the rest of the Host Club’s hopes up.’ His words somehow cut through Haruhi’s defenses like a knife. She had known that they would all be upset with her. Hell, she didn’t blame any of them if they hated her for what she had done. She certainly hated herself, but she...

The light, yet somehow urgent, knock on the door caused Haruhi to jump a little, gasping softly under her breath as she came back to the here and now from the exhausted trance she had been slipping into. A guest? Haruhi didn’t have many friends - just the neighbor, and that was exactly who she...

Exhausted brown eyes reflected from the surface of the mirror of the cabinet over the sink in the crowded bathroom, belonging to a very tired, stressed-out twenty-year-old Haruhi Fujioka. Or, as she went by now, Haruhi Fujita. After moving to Sapporo in a rush, she made the choice to start going...