The sound of footsteps echoed through the deserted hallways as a young student ran. They/Them was dressed in the Ouran uniform.
Yes, this student sounded like your typical rich student who spent way too much time dreaming about handsome young men/gorgeous young women. But this person was rather level headed, and had a sense of what's real in this world and what a fantasy is. And that person was you. Y/N.
Swamped in your Star Trek pyjamas, you awoken to see your alarm clock thrown across the room, and a wave of shock (and confusion) settled into the core of your stomach.
Why is my alarm clock across the room? Huh... You ran a hand through your messy hair, drawing a blank. As you hastily got ready, you vaguely remembered waking up to the obnoxious ringing, and in a fit of rage, tossed the clock across the room, before turning over.
And now, you ran through the empty hallways, trying to find your classroom. (This was almost impossible considering as how Ouran Academy was like a labyrinth maze).
You turned a corner, your feet slamming hard against the ground. A sudden gasp left your lips as your foot slipped on a banana peel. Clutching your books to your chest, you braced for impact, a sudden gust of wind whipping around your small/larger frame as you continued to fall.
Instead of the ground hitting you though, you fell into strong arms, catching you in mid-fall. You slowly opened your E/C eyes, heavily panting.
Your eyes made contact with dark onyx eyes. You blinked, before smiling. "Ah, thanks man."
The dark haired boy only nodded, and set you down gently, removing his hands from your body when he was sure you were stabilised on your feet. Before you could thank him, or even get a good look at him, the dark haired male was whisked away by his friend.
"Come on Takashi! We'll be late for class!" A small blonde boy grabbed his arm, dragging him along.
Takashi looked over his shoulder, nodding in your direction as a way to say goodbye, before disappearing.
Staying frozen in place, you looked down, a look of thought spread across your face. He was very tall, and obviously strong... You never had a chance to thank him.
Takashi, huh? I hope we meet again...
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Mitsukuni Haninozuka (Preferred Honey):
"Bye, Y/N! See you tomorrow!"
You only nodded, waving over your shoulder as you left your classmates house, beginning your long walk home. You and your classmate had been partnered up for an assignment, which is why you stayed at their house late. It was a rather chilly day, and you hugged yourself, trying to preserve body heat. As you walked, you felt eyes on the back of your neck. Instead of turning, you just kept walking, a nervous chill running up your spine.
