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Jan 13 2018, 07:45 PM
Day one


I took a deep breath. I probably should’ve known this would’ve happened so I don’t know why it hurt me so much. My first day at ouran high school host club. At first I thought it would’ve been a dream but I had my doubts as my first day came nearer: a poor kid in a rich kids school? I stood no chance.

It would’ve been nice to have had at least one friend but I guess I’ll have to make do. I couldn’t give up yet. Not now I had to make my mother proud.

Pressing my school folders against my chest, I prayed for some good luck but that’s when it happened. I watched helplessly as my school bags were chucked from the window.

Not this. Not now. That was my money, my clothes, my everything! If I didn’t get it back I wouldn’t eat, I’d have no money for anything! So of course I ran outside. Looking like an idiot with tears streaming down my face. That was however until I bumped into a tall blonde.
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