Highest rank: #414 in #OHSHC, #12 in #hitachiintwins, #6 in #main, #13 in #hunny #1 in Ageha
THIRD PLACE IN OURAN WATTYS BOOOOIIIII
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Teru has lived a life almost science-fiction. At nine, she was taken from her family to work for the government...
"Guys, I understand Akira and all, since he's so, y'know, feminine, but like, why me," she grumbled out, still hiding behind the curtain.
Would they recognise her?
"Come on out, Teru-chan. There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Tamaki cooed.
The twins snickered. "Yeah. We probably look better than you, since our clothes are way more fancy." Of course, they loved to be sarcastic, especially with the clueless king.
She tried to plead, but Akira stopped her. "Teru, if they got me in a dress, and you know what happened when you tried to at that party, you can come out in one."
She groaned, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest. "Noooooooooooo, Akira, don't bring that back up." She shuddered. "Alright, I'm coming, although I think it might be worse than you guys's." Shakily, cheeks flushed red, she walked out from behind the curtain
Her ballgown was in her favourite colours, luckily, but that was where her comfort ended. It held tight to the few curves she had, with a low enough neck that her chest she'd unwrapped almost caused a problem. Its skirt flared, as well, making it hard to walk, even though she was used to heels. She'd done her own makeup, eyeliner setting out her green eyes from the red on her dress and her eyelashes done so she looked truly like a girl (basically this).
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(hint hint wink wink rose colour)
She walked out with burgundy hair extensions in hand, trying to refrain from biting her lip as to not mess up the dark red lipstick. She began to shake even more as their eyes widened, looking her up and down. She couldn't even laugh at their dresses.
"Uh, Teru-chan-" Hunny began cut off by the twins.
"Like damn, you're a smokin' girl, Teru," they joked, walking up in their awful blue and orange dresses, without noticing her so-similar face. She raised an eye at their makeup.
"Who taught you how to use makeup?" She had to a stifle a laugh.
"Our mom, obviously."
"Um, guys," she laughed. "I don't think your mom could teach anyone to put on makeup that bad." She almost doubled in her laughter, although worried too much for her... cleavage (Ididn'twanttoI'msorry). They started to get furious, but she suddenly cut them off, in a rage at Akira...
