Top floor of the south campus, end room in the north corridor is an unattended, unused music room. Inside the doors the once music rooms hold an unusual group of gentlemen, the host club. Tamaki, the founder of the host club sat in a chair surrounded by the other members, in front of him stood the new members. Between the two groups stood Tamaki's best friend and partner, Kyoya.
Kyoya held a black book in his hands as he walked up and down the line of boys inspecting them all as if they were fruit he might buy. He scribbled something in his book then smiled, "Here at they host club we cater to the needs of our female senpais, our female classmates and those in grade below us in high school. Each of us have a 'type' to allure the women."
As he spoke he gestured to the host whom it matched, "Devils and or brotherly love, natural, Lolita, strong and silent, princely and myself cool. These are types based off our traits and the way we treat out guests. If anyone treats any of the guests in an ungentleman like way, said host will be immediately removed."
He looked back at his black book and began to write something as he spoke, "Each of you will find said type with time. Tamaki has chosen you all to join us for both your looks and attitudes. However, it is I who you must now impress. For I will be seeing you will be a good addition or merely a hinderence.
"In a moment I will open the doors and the girls will come in. We haven't a theme for this week because I wish to see you all on level ground. I, myself, will not be taking any clients to allow myself to observe you all," He walked over to the door and looked at the boys, "I wish you luck."
The doors unveiled a large group of girls who entered and began to seek out the hosts whom they wished to see, new and old.