My Reverse Harem Of Seven
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  • Reads 2,250
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  • Parts 25
  • Time 46m
Ongoing, First published Oct 14, 2018
My name is "Nanami Haruka". My family and friends call me "Haru". I'm known to be a nonchalant cool and calm character, but that's where... "You can't judge a book by its cover" comes into play. In fact I'm actually a shy and a little paranoid per say person. 

I've just got into one of the most prestigious universities ever. The university accommodates a house with 8 dorm rooms and more stuff...but I have to share the house with 7 guys. Unexpectedly I met all of them before though I never got to know their names. 

As the story of what seems to be my life progresses I find myself in unbelievable and unpredictbable situations and dramas with the 7 boys and other people.

Well stop wasting your time reading this description, read the story to find out for yourself!
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