"Why can't I jus find a place to study..." I trudged along the corridor as he struggles with the thousands of books in my hands. I persevered longer but knew I was fighting a losing battle. Finnally, the books came crushing down and were scattered all over the corridor. I looked around to find not even a shadow along the corridor. I sighed. I knelt down and pushed my glasses back up before beginning to collect my books once again.

"Rich People... only came here to have fun. To think that this school is a playground to them." I grumbled as I grabbed the books from the floor. I recalled the places that I had been today... The library technically isn't a library. I don't remember couples kissing so openly in libraries before. The canteen was an even worse idea with groups basically shouting at each other while eating, why do they talk so loud anyways? You don't even have to think about the tables beside the basketball court. You will be very lucky to find even a seat there while others were occupied by girls. And even if you do, you will have to endure the screams of those girls as they seemed brainwashed while staring at the glistening bodies of the players... yuck!  

After collecting almost all of them, I realised that one was still missing...

"Hey, how did that book get so far?" I wondered as I strolled towards the book, still juggling the ones in my arms. As I got the last book, I looked up to find myself in front of a room.

"Music Room Three... Hmmm seems like a quiet place to study..." As I pushed the door open... I found myself welcomed by a group of... dashing young men...

"Welcome to the Host Club!"