Prolouge

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-Is that what it's called?-

Y/N- your name
E/C- eye color
F/C- favorite color
H/C- hair color
H/L- hair length
POV- point of view
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Y/N POV

"Let me just finish this episode, mom." I say to my mom, who wants me to take the trash out. 'Why take out the trash in the cold when you could watch anime in the warmth of your house?' I think to myself. Rubbing my hands together I opened my laptop, and started to watch OHSHC, mostly because I was in the mood for some good ol' Haruhi.
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Time skip brought to you by Tamaki's emo corner
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Y/N POV

Shutting my laptop, I put on my boots to quickly to take out the trash. I grabbed the not-even-full trash and went out the door. Outside in the cold, I walked down the steps to the trash bin, I put the trash in and then to walk back up the steps. But when I get to the top of the steps, I slip on some black ice. "SHI-" I scream as I'm fall. I await a pain in my back or head, but instead I am blinded by light. 'If I'm gonna die, don't blind me,' I think, my wit coming out. Then I feel warmth, something you don't get in winter not a hospital.
"Mom, this is what you get when you tell me to take out the garbage in the middle of winter." I open my eyes and see a..... building that seems to be a government building 'cause it's massive. But alas, I recognize the building from the not-so many times I have watched that anime. "OURON HIGH SCHOOL?!" 'Wait, am I speaking English or Japanese? I know I watch the anime in Japanese with subtitles, but I don't really know any Japanese.' I think, unrelated to the fact that I'm in an anime. Then I become worried, and exited at the same time. "Why was I chosen?" I quickly become over dramatic, "MABY I AM THE CHOSEN ONE" laughing like Renge, I stop. "Wait how am I supposed to make money?" I deadpanned. Oh no.

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Time skip brought by a powerful motor
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I made my way into the town outside of Ouron. Ok so I first need to see if I talk English or Japanese. I spot a little child ' I have to give him something to believe me.' Looking in my pockets of my sweatshirt, cause I'm to cool to have a winter jacket on, I dive in my secret pocket and find...my pocky. 'No, I can't give my pocket up, what am I supposed to eat? I don't exactly have any source of money. But, I can't just walk up to a little boy playing in his hard without a good reason, asking him if he understands me might get me arrested.' Walking up to the boy, I get nervous, what if he doesn't and I'm stranded in Japan without any ID, source of income, or even a Visa. *sigh* I walk up to the boy, "Hello there, how are you?" He looks at me and then replied, "I'm fine, how about you?" Inside I was having a party. "I just wanted to give you this, I'm not hungry right now." Now inside I was sobbing. "Thank you Miss." He then proceeded to stand up and walk away. When he was out of sight, I high-fived myself. 'Good job Y/N, good job.'

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Well, I guess it's not that bad, right?
Constructive criticism greatly encouraged, I want to better myself and make reading this more enjoyable for you, my audience.

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