Caught in a web of lies, Mayuri finds herself becoming the victim and suffering at the hands of her peers. She sees the outer world just within her reach in the sky above, but she finds herself trapped in the shrinking confines of her mind where the...
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I was inside a tightly-packed bus, of course of higher quality with velvet seats and free internet. It was an oversized limo in a sense. The Host Club, customers that responded to the invitation, and I were on our way up to the mountains for the snow. I heard Tamaki and Kyoya had reserved an entire ski resort up in the mountains just for us, so basically we had the entire thing resort to ourselves.
As our bus went up the mountain, I sat by a window seat in the bus, propping my cheek on my hand as I rested my elbow on the window as I stared at the passing scenery beside me. A female student that I was sitting next to hasn't acknowledged me during the entire bus ride, talking to her friends in the row across from her, which I didn't mind at all. My mind wasn't on the fact that I was being ignored, but on Haruhi.
Ever since I walked in on her a few days ago, I just haven't been able to get my mind off the incident. It wasn't the fact that I peeked in on Haruhi half-naked, but it was the fact that Haruhi is a girl. At first, I valued Haruhi's friendship with her when I thought she was male and often thought to myself if Haruhi was a girl, I'd definitely be interested in her, as she has a great personality. Now that I found out Haruhi is a girl, my infatuation grew for her. We haven't talked much since when she and the Host Club visited my home, which is to be expected because I bet she'd felt pretty awkward from that incident, even though she told the Host Club that she was fine, which was sad because I really wanted to have a talk with her to see if things were still good between us. The Host Club, thankfully, hasn't treated me any differently.
Once our bus slowed to a stop, I glanced out the window. We had reached the resort that we were staying at for the next few days. It appeared to be a huge log cabin that rested on top of the mountain. Below were several slopes of varying sizes and a ski lift where we could travel easily without constantly having to hike up the mountain to gate to our slope. Everyone who rode the bus begins to wait for their turn up the mountain on the ski lift and I stood in line, clinging to my coat so I could stay warm. Finally, came my turn to ride the lift and I sat in a crowded moving compartment with several other chatting girls as we rode up to the resort. Once we reached the entrance, we stepped inside, wiping our feet on the mat to dry them from the snow.
Our group was checked in to a room in the resort. We were placed on our rooms based on what Hosts we regularly spent our afternoons with, so I was with a small group of four who had Haruhi as their regular. I felt bad for the girls who had the more popular hosts as their regulars, such as Tamaki as they had to share the room with a bunch more girls. As we checked in, I looked around the inside of the resort. The interior walls had the same look as the exterior walls and there were a few sofas by some fireplaces which some girls and settled down on. Everyone had at least two or three, some of them even four suitcases with them as they placed them near themselves as they talked with others. I held tightly into my two rolling suitcase so I wouldn't lose sight of them. I glanced around some more. There a few more desks for checking in as well as to rent skis, sleds, and snow gear for the snow. I saw a plaque on the wall pointing to where the hot springs was. Guess that's how the made their money in the warmer seasons.
