hiro-sohma

Haruhi knocked on the door of Tamaki's music room at a little past 5:00  on Thursday, and though when he answered it he looked a bit melancholy, a grin broke out across his face at the sight of her, his eyes sparkling. "Haruhi! Come on in! You found your way up here by yourself?" he asked happily as he ushered her into the room. "Well, I came here on Tuesday so…" "You have such an amazing memory!" Tamaki gushed, and Haruhi could feel herself blushing in spite of herself, though she was not entirely sure why. "You're so smart!" "I don't know about that…" Haruhi muttered, watching him take a seat on the piano bench a