(Here's chapter one!! Hope you like it! Oh, and there will be a bit of "explicit language" at the end)
I wandered the halls, music blasting from my deep orange headphones. Humming along to the song, I made my way to the office. I suddenly stopped in my tracks.
'Where in the hell is the office in the pink maze?
Looking around me, I saw signs over multiple classrooms, but no signs pointing to where I have to go. I continued to searched the school, but continued to find dead ends! Aren't most school halls supposed to be connected?! I don't understand! Suddenly, bells began to chime and students started to pour out of the classes. Fear struck me as I started to shake, bolting for the closest empty room. That was when I found myself opening to the notorious "Music Room #3" that was - from what I heard - abandoned. That was when I started to choke on the rose petals that flew into the way of my face.
The door behind me shut and the sound of seven voices echoed throughout the room. I was embarrassed, frightened, and intrigued to see these people. A tall, blond, and purple-eyed boy squealed. I jumped out of fear from the sudden noise. Me doing this made the blond squeal even more.
My hands searched the door for the knob to get out of the room. I had finally found the doorknob, but I felt a hand atop mine. It was of a ginger, I pulled my hand away and took a step back, landing in the arms of another ginger. The twins pushed me away from the door.
"Wow!! It's the new welsh student! Who knew he would be so open about his sexuality~!" the blond yelled, making me wince from the loud noise. In processing what he had said, my face went pure red. The roses not even as bright red. I shook my head, afraid to speak. " He could've just been looking for a quiet place to study." a girl - dressed in male clothing - spoke. This girl was the only one with any sort of common sense. But, I made the horrible decision of shaking my head no. They instantly thought I was there for them.
A very small, blond boy holding a pale pink bunny ran up to me, a smile on his face, "Tama-chan, I think he's here for our company, right Takashi?" he giggled and looked to the tall, emotionless man - whom I presumed was this 'Takashi' character - the man nodded with a simple, "Mhm" I shook my head, continuing to back up, everyone surrounding me gave me more fear. A pare of ginger twins smirked at me, "Do you think-" the first spoke, "-he could be the only homosexual male in the school?" the other twin ended. I almost shrank in size when they said that.
This was when the tall blond - Tama-chan from what the little blond said - began to speak once again, "So tell me what kind of guys you're into? Do you like the strong silent type? The boy lolita? How about the mischievous type? Or the cool type? Maybe the natural type?" he started. My face went bright red, as I shake my head. Pointing to everyone, Tamaki then continued on, "Or maybe you're into a guy like me. What do you say?" He finished, making me trip backwards onto the great "Shadow King's" laptop, breaking it.
The way he looked down at me, pure rage, confusion, fear, anger, hatred, and sympathy even showed. My hand had gotten cut from the glass, blood very lightly seeping from the injury. Though I had felt much, much, much worse from my own experiences, it was still a very small stinging pain. There was a roar of surprise, gasps filling the room. The fear soon poured its way out of me. My hands shook as I sullenly stared downwards, my eyes soon growing dim and emotionless as I thought of a small thought, 'I wish it hurt more....' That was the only thing I could think of, not knowing what to say as everyone began rushing to my side, trying to see how bad the cut was.
I pulled my hand away, staring closely at the wound, a frown planted on my face. "Are you alright?!" they echoed, waiting for an answer. I stayed silently, getting up and putting a sudden smile on his face, nodding. Everyone in the room was taken aback from the response they were given. It almost scared them. I then turned around, only to have a face full of rage slap my emotionless one. "Kyoya!" yelled the whole club. I took a step back Kyoya, bowing as an apology. Right away, I stared to rush away, taking deep breaths as I slipped through the doors without anybody to see me.
'I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.' Was repeating with my every quick step I took. I looked at the time, 'I already missed half of my fourth period.....I might as well just leave.' I thought to myself, dull, emotionless, sad, that was what most of the other students in the halls whispered quietly.
'I just have to leave...' I said as I ran out of the school, fear finally seeping into me as I ran to my "home". A home is where you share, you love, and you forgive, but...
I had no home.
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Hey friends!! I really hope you enjoyed Quincey and his accident. He was only wanting to get to his classroom!! The next chapter will be very sad, and I mean very sad. Just a small warning, but there will be another once it hits.
Quincey: Why did I have to go to this school? I fucking hate it....These cocks are so annoying. Me: *pats Quincey's head* It's okay, you'll love them eventually...
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Fanfic~ Cure My Illness || OHSHC BxB || ~ (DISCONTINUED) He was wandering the halls of the ever-so-huge Oruan High School. Silently, he traveled, searching for his classroom. That was until he mad the mistake of going in the third music room to ask for di...
