Hi ,Hi~ so I am ATTEMPTING to write a fan fiction with multiple chapters opposed to just the normal depressing ass one shots…I should probably add though that my attention span is that of a gnats and I tend to like always hit a writer's block so go easy on me. I also feel that my writing skills compared to some other amazing writers on this website are very bad n. But none the less I hope you all enjoy this story! Updates may be slow IM SORRY!
If I owned Ouran…you'd know but alas I do not so I am obligated to say I do not own Ouran! I only have rights to Kazumi
Haruhi wasn't exactly what you would call a social butterfly anymore. Ever since her mother passed on, the brunette was, as her friends and the world saw her as, a shy, facetious, feisty shut in who, by nature, was dry and somewhat disinterested in every little thing and only open to a certain amount of people: her best (well only) friend Kazumi Tetsuya and her doting and over-energetic father Ryoji. Although the girl seemed rude, she genuinely cared for those around her. She was as sweet as she was feisty.
Hikaru was almost the exact opposite from Haruhi. He was a superstar; a singing sensation, loved by all and known around the world. He had the voice of an angel as most thought. To the fan's eye, he was a pure soul with a genuine heart and a sweet nature. But alas, fame struck his head and soon it was only a façade to keep his reputation squeaky clean. In truth, he was a selfish brat who only thought of himself to be the most important human on the face of the earth. He truly just didn't care for his devoted fans though he led them on to believe he did.
This is their twisted, broken, yet somehow stable love story