{F/n} ~ First name
{L/n} ~ Last name
{H/c} ~ Hair colour
{H/l} ~ Hair length
{E/c} ~ Eye colour
I sat at the table of my home, gleefully smiling at my male disguise. 'Ha! Nobody will know!' I shouted to myself, hands on hips, facing my mirror. I quickly sat back into my seat, before contemplating the reason for putting a mirror by the table. I suppose it's convenient. I turned to the annoying chime of the toaster, which had surprised me. Purposely getting up later, I grabbed the bread in my mouth and ran, knowing this is what any otaku would do on their first day, right? My eyes widened slightly, as I ran into some tall person, leaving me intimidated, whilst he stared down at me. His eyes drew closer, before jumping back in amazement. I was clearly confused. 'Uh, what?' I spoke, surprised that he looked so friendly. 'Your that new kid, right? {F/n} {L/n}!'
'Uh,' I motioned to my pocket, looking at the figurine sat in it. 'Yesh I amshs. Why?' I replied, before realising I was still eating bread. 'Oh, sorry! I forgot I was eating.' I smirked at my sentence in my head. 'Cool. I'm Youseke. Call me You. ' He replied, scratching the back of his head. 'I'm in your home room. 1-A.' He mentioned, smiling weirdly. 'I look forward to it.' I sat, cheering. Damn this act here is going to have to stop at some point. This new annoyingly-cute side of me needs to stop. But, then again, I'd rather have a reputation than get bullied.
It was lunch. Turns out I'm in 1-A for every class. I sat at a table, as my hidden {H/l}{H/c} swooped in its fasten. As I sat down, a boy ran over, smiling. 'Hi! I'm Ryce. You can call me RB.' He said to me, smiling. This guy was insane. 'Hi. I'm {F/n}.' Do I have a nickname? I'm not sure, this guy here is technically called rice ball. I'm never picking something that weird. I'll just shorten my own name some how. 'Call me {Nickname}.' Rice ball smiled at me, as I replied. He leaned in closer, to supposedly inspect me, but eventually whispering; 'Go anywhere near me and you won't live to see tomorrow, kid.' Kid?! Isn't he a First Year too?
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Boy Girl
General FictionA girl named {F/N} Had dreamt of going to the internationally-known school, Todaiji Academy. The only problem is, well, it's an all boys school.
