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Kurusu Kaoru x reader Based on the otome game. A few days went by as you built up your courage to confront Kaoru. You were debating whether to knock or not when the door swung open. "(Name)-chan/kun!" Kaoru's roommate said surprised to see you there. "Is Kaoru here?" "Yeah, anyway I'm in a hurry so I'll leave you to alone. See ya!" You hesitantly entered the room as the door shut behind you. Kaoru had his eyes glued or this book. "Kaoru..." "What is it?" “I need to talk to you.” "About what?" "The graduation performance." "Why?" "Because you need to go." "That's not up to you to decide," Kaoru said, sounding irritated

This could have some sensitive material.  Just warning you. OoOoO        OoOoO It was a day you couldn't forget.  And no, it didn’t affect you directly.  It didn’t cause you physical pain.  And it didn’t affect any of the other countries in that way either.  Most of them had forgotten the event itself and only remember the screams of agony that filled the conference room.   Only few people who were close could remember every horrifying detail.  You, Matthew, and Arthur could recall the pain in his expression and the fear in his eyes.   That was 13 years ago.   Thirteen years ago they came crumbling down, being eaten by fla

A challenge/contest between me and jayb1rd. Whoever gets the most comments wins. ~***~ Ichinose Tokiya sneezed, trying to break apart the cobwebs that filled his entire attic. It's been years since he decided to clean out his attic, and he wasn't quite sure what was lurking in the dark, musty room. He fumbled for the light switch, and when the brightness overtook the room, he saw swirls of dust dancing in the air. Sneezing again, he stood in the midst of the room, wondering where to start among the mess. Boxes, piled on top of each other, loomed over him, and odd bits of furniture that were rejected from his living room took up any space l

Atelophobia- Fear of imperfection I  sat  there  just  looking  into  my  compact  mirror.  There  was  a  blemish. No!  There should  not  be  anything  on my  face!  I had  to  resist  because  Ringo  was  teaching  us  about  the  different  forms  of  pitch.  I  put my  compact  away,  but  I  could  still  feel  it  there, like  it  was  taunting  me.  I  was  so  focused  on  the  blemish  I  didn't  hear  my  best  friend,  Lina  yell  at  me. "Earth  to  reika!"  I  blinked and  looked  around, then  yelped  and  fell  out  of  my  chair  when  I  saw  Ringo's face  in  front  of  me.  I  felt  my  heart  race,  some  students  were

It was another beautiful day today.  The sun was shining through the scattered clouds, making light dance amongst the blades of grass beneath your feet.  Raising your head toward sky, you took a deep breath of the fresh, spring air.  Winter’s chill had left the area and welcomed in the budding cherry blossoms.  It was only a matter of days before your walk home would be dotted with little, pink flowers.  And you couldn’t wait. Walking several feet in front of you was your best friend.  You had met him in school last year when you first started attending the sister school of the famed Saotome Academy.  The blonde seemed oblivious