❝OURAN ACADEMY REALLY IS PRESTIGIOUS,❞ THE GIRL CHIMED. The Superintendent, Suoh Yuzuru, gave her a smile. "Mother must have really enjoined her stay here, Oji-sama."
"Fumiko was a splendid classmate, Hiromi-chan," he answered quietly to his goddaughter. "And I've already told you to call me Otou-san!" They walked towards the hallways, and from the corner of her eye, she could see students crowding around them as they walk. But they gave enough space for them to continue their tour.
"Isn't that Oshiro Hiromi?" one whispered to her friend.
"She's that girl..."
"The current owner of Oshiro's?"
The Superintendent gave her an apologetic smile. "I apologize, Hiromi-chan. I wasn't aware that they would get so worked up about your arrival." The pink-haired girl nodded and continued scanning the halls. The soccer club, the debate club, the classical music club, her eyes read.
"Oh, are you planning on joining any extracurricular activities, Hiromi-chan?" She gave him another smile and shook her head, her pink hair following. The director of the school pouted, "Why not? I'm sure that everyone would be delighted to have you in their fellow club."
"I do not have time for such things, Oji-sama," she replied coolly.
They continued walking as Yuzuru continued explaining their curriculum. "And my son Tamaki will be more than delighted to be your guide along with Kyoya-kun." She smiled at the mention of her best friend's name. The two suddenly paused in front of two large oak doors.
"Oji-sama?" He only gave her a knowing smile and opened both doors. Instantly petals flew towards their face. Hiromi sighed in content and closed her eyes, feeling the petals slide against her cheek. That was beautiful, she thought.
"Welcome," chorused multiple voices at once. The new first-year opened her eyes to find several men standing before her, and one blonde laying gracefully on a red sofa.
"Otou-san!" yelled the blonde happily, running towards his father to smother him in a hug. But the Superintendent stepped to his side, allowing the mysterious male to smash his face against the marble pillar. "Owie, Otou-san!"
"Call me Superintendent," glowered her godfather. "And everyone, I present to you—"
"Oshiro Hiromi." She froze on her tracks before grinning. There before her was Ootori Kyoya, her best friend, her prince charming, and several other things that she forgot. "It's wonderful to see you once more." Of course they kept it formal when they were in front of the public.
"Ootori Kyoya," she said. Hiromi stalked her way towards her best friend and bowed. "It is wonderful to you again, my friend."
Yuzuru cleared his throat. "I trust that she will be well taken care of, Tamaki, Kyoya-kun. I shall take my leave now." And the director left without another word before sparring a glance at his goddaughter who gave him another sickly sweet smile.
"Take care, Oji-sama." She bowed.
As they heard the familiar click, Hiromi wrapped her arms around Kyoya's neck and rested her head on the crook of his neck. "Kyo, I've missed you so much." She ignored the gasps and the sounds of people fainting.
He quickly returned her hug and rested his head on top of her head. "I as well, Hirin."
"HIRIN?" Two familiar voices gasped. "KYOYA-SENPAI, YOU'RE DATING OUR HIME?" She giggled before unwrapping her arms around the second year whose grip tightened around her waist. Before Kyoya could reply, she was pulled away.
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bad decisions | ohshc
Fanfiction❝She was so caught up in her own little world that she never realized that she wasn't the only one in his world. He wasn't as shallow as before unlike her. She could only stare as her world burned brightly before her eyes, and everything she worked...
