Just because I am telling you this story, it doesn't mean I am alive by the end of it, it doesn't mean any of us are alive at the end of it, because this is the story where the before can look like your favorite fairytale, but the after can look lik...
Hello hello, my beautiful people, here I have a story that is completely different from Half a world away, and while that one is irl Harry, this one is nothing like that and here we will get to learn about his and the MC twisted story, from their past, present to future where their lives have been connected for much longer than she can think.
I also would like to add that I do not speak fluent Japanese and had the help of google translate, if there is any error I apologize and by any means feel free to correct me.
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I got, I got, I got, I got Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA
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DECEMBER 2018
From living an independent life for 3 years as a college student at MIT to being dragged right back into the life I have been running from, the second I walked out the stage. Two days later, a flight from Logan International airport straight to Haneda airport and 20 hours in land, I was found in a strapless black gown that was only long enough to hit the lowest of my calves.
The dress was the most simple but magnificent I have ever seen, and sewed by hand with the measurements I had sent my obaasan (granny) a month back, it fit me like a glove accentuating every proper curve without being vulgar, allowing a slip to go just as high as my mid thigh.
With the winter of Japan the strapless dress was complemented with matching fabric gloves that covered the majority of my arms, only revealing my naked shoulders and chest where a beautiful pearl choker was sat on, wrapping my neck as if it was made for it.
The heels were the most simple pair, just a matching black two strap to hold my feet in place, revealing the French pedicure I got just a few hours prior, and to top the final look, my hair was parted in the middle with a low bun and a thick full length coat was put over my shoulders since majority of the event I was getting ready for was held on the outside amenities of my grandparents house.
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It's New Year's eve, and as 2 centuries tradition in the Ioto family, a ball is thrown for the 350 people my grandparents consider close friends and family. The large land is filled with traditional decorations mixed with modern pieces, with food made from my obaasan's recipes and live music from local artists.
The outside of the property had lights hanging from pal to pal around the dance floor created by the space they left in the middle of the garden, surrounded by well decorated tables which held assigned seats, as the giant pond was surrounding the entire property and small bridges connected different areas from the garden.
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