The City Didn't Make Me Fall (OHSHC)

The City Didn't Make Me Fall

To all whom it may concern,

I used to feel like my life was a living hell. For my last years of high school I focused on my school work and my job. I made 3 friends while at work and one through school. The one that I met at school was, in fact, a male. His name is Clovis Dariell D'Arcy, and I must say, he is quite a badass! My other three friends are Aceline Abella Fontaine, a model I met on set, Aida Daniella Amélie, a designer I worked with through university and work, and Aceline's husband Dash Edmond Fontaine. He was a photographer working for Yuzuha.

Now onto my past. I'm sure that the friends I left behind have all grown into amazing men. Taller, broader shoulders, more defined/sharper features. I can't see their faces changing a lot, because their looks were already on point. I'm sure Mori-senpai looks virtually the same, because, you know, he had the looks of a man before I left. Seven years... that's a really long time. They've probably accomplished amazing things; all of them probably have.

Now me. I'm older, as well. I most certainly feel like a woman now. I've lived on my own for 7 years, so I've become independent and mature. The small issues don't seem to get me in a tizzy anymore, and I'm much more of an optimist. My parents sent me to another country because I almost failed? They wanted me to relax and get my goals in view. I used to be in love with two men and didn't know what to do? They both had wonderful qualities that I admired. Did I love one of them more than the other? No, and there is nothing wrong with that.

My concept of life has changed so much, and that is because my life has. Tamaki and Kyoya have probably both found themselves wonderful women and I'm no longer an option for them. But Tamaki, sweet sweet Tamaki, has surpassed his promise. He has left me a message every day. To this date.

Paris is such a beautiful city. Everything Tamaki had told me was so true. Love, it was everywhere. It inspired most of my designs while I was there. When I was under pressure for designing, Aida told me to imagine the man I liked and what I would want to see him in. To me, that was a provocative statement, but it actually helped me.

Paris was wonderful, but it isn't where I belong. Japan is my home; it's where I'm meant to be. I will work hand-in-hand with my boss there, and I will build my life there. I'll go visit the people I left behind, explain myself, and hope they forgive me.

It's a long shot, but all I can do is try.