(I'm not good at descriptions, so just read this story anyways... please?)
The limo stopped at a light, and I opened the door, "Odia, what are you doing?!" Kyoya snapped.
"Keeping my distance from you, just like you wanted." I seethed, my voice horribly shaking as I began to climb out of the limo.
Then his hand latched onto my arm.
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I had anticipated being alone, I was always alone, but then I was hired to help with sales as a way to pay off the stupid vase that a boyish girl accidentally dropped on my head.
Then I got trapped in a labyrinth of emotion.
TW: anxiety, anxiety attacks, self harm, sexual harassment, manipulation, depression, mentions of substance use, disordered eating, kissing, sexual innuendo, a lot going on please read with caution, unhealthy main relationship I was going through a whole lot when I wrote this so this is not a healthy relationship between Odia and Kyoya
Also note: I started this when I was 13-14 (in 2013ish/early 2014) the writing is not awesome but I don't have the heart to delete it.
Takahiro Ootori, younger twin brother of Kyoya Ootori. You two were two peas in a pod, but two years before the main story you were sent to your Aunt's house since your Father wanted to make you straight after you told him you didn't like girls. You return after two years and when you meet the blonde King, can you tell him how you feel or will your Father make sure you never leave the closet ever again.
I want to let this be known that I'm not homophobic, I think that as long as your happy with yourself you're fine. If you think throughout the whole thing that I am, I'm sorry and you have every right to speak out.
I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, cover image, any images and songs used, or any other references made in this. I do hope that this is a good story, and please call me out if somethings wrong in the whole thing alright