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It's only ten, but you're already here. It's an hour before you were supposed to meet Kaoru in front now of the bread shop in the mall and you were already here. You sat on a bench, scrolling through your phone to distract yourself from the anticipation.
"(Name)?"
You whip your head up from your phone to see someone very familiar looking at you. A brunette chick with pigtails and large brown eyes staring at you. You're confused on how she knows you. Does she go to Ouran? Then again, this is a commoner's market and those stuck up rich girls wouldn't dream of coming here. And you can't imagine this girl in that tacky yellow dress.
She must've taken your blank look as a tell sign that you don't recognize her. She laughs it off awkwardly. She takes Her pigtails and holds them behind her head so you can see her without them. Wait a sec...
"Haruhi?"
"Yeah, it's me. I'm honestly surprised I found you here. Most Ouran students avoid this place like the plague."
"I figured that would happen. I like the pink dress."
"Oh right. I forgot. Yeah I know I'm a host but-"
"Don't worry Haruhi, I'm the least of your worries. I, of all people, completely understand. You still want me to use they/them pronouns or were you pretending to be a guy at school and needed me to keep your cover?"
"Well, I honestly don't give a shit about pronouns. Pardon my French. As long as you don't call me by she/her at school, it's all good. Sure, I'm biologically a girl, but I just don't care. Does that make sense?"
"Totally."
They give you a smile, looking around to see if anyone else you both recognized was nearby. There was an awkward silence lingering between the two of you. Once they were certain nobody else was here, the conversation picked back up like it wasn't never dropped in the first place.
"So are you here to meet someone or...?"
"Yeah. I somehow managed to say yes to a date with Kaoru and now I'm supposed to be the one who is the confident one and there's no way in hell that's going to happen so I'm just sitting here, panicking and waiting for eleven o'clock to hit."
"Yikes. I could never imagine being on a date. It's almost eleven so I should leave you be. I'll talk to you at school?"
"Yeah! Totally!"
They waved a goodbye and continued walking, doing whatever they set out to the mall to do in the first place. That's pink dress really looks cute on them. You check your phone and notice time has passed much faster than you are ready for. Oh no. It's almost eleven. Fifteen minutes to eleven in front of the bread shop.
Oh man.
You're anxious.
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"(Name)?"
You look up from your phone and instantly feel your blood go warm. Kaoru was walking up to you with a bag slung over his shoulder in a white tank top shirt that was rather trendy. It's like a hoodie tank top but at the same time it's hanging off his shoulders. He had some baggy brown jeans and some white converse on too.
He pushes through the crowd, obviously nervous. His shoulders were closed in and he was timid when breaking through the traffic. He isn't experienced with the Classic mall etiquette. He stu,bled forward when someone accidentally steps on the back of his shoe and he stumbles forward. You manage to catch him before he hits his head on any walls. The cliche hands on the shoulder, faces close, blush on his face, everything. A top tier shojou anime moment. This is a fanfic based on a shojou anime after all. Deal with it.
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