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Shu X Reader
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Ongoing, First published Jul 05, 2016
(My first story so if it's bad I'm sorry)

It was time for night school with the sakamaki's, while I was looking at my timetable I noticed I was in a lot of classes with shu and I just thought to myself 'wow I can't believe this' I looked up to see him staring at me, I quickly looked away with a blush covering my cheeks, I turned back a around to see him with a smirk in his face so all I did was blush even more than I already was. While I was sitting in art I thought to myself that I would skip maths that I had next so I decided to go and sit in the music room since I'm very talented with the piano and I just thought that would be the place but how wrong was i, I got to music room and instantly went straight for the piano and started playing one of me favorite's 'to a wild rose' you hard lots of favorites but that was the one that you felt was the best way to think, to be honest all you were thinking about was none other than Shu Sakamaki, but your thoughts were intruped by....
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