It was the first day of school. As all otome games are like, the scene was idyllic, with the smell of spring in the air. Grass and trees swayed, songbirds' chirps filled in the gaps of sound from kids shuffling to and fro, and clouds passed leisurely through the baby blue sky.
Kids that frankly looked like college students because nobody really wants to romance a 14 year old joked around and caught up with each other. Some laughed at others' growth spurts, some admired the new campus, which was impressive but humble. The grounds were filled with trees and vegetation, otherwise where would songbirds come from? The ground was payed with cement bricks. Suddenly, everyone shushed.
Heads turned in amazement, faces went red, mouths gaped, and people's eyes popped out. Who could believe that striding purposely towards the entrance was a long, silver-haired high schooler. His face was peerless, without compare, like a god descended to the earthly realm. The tail-end of summer had brought about quite the heat, but he looked completely unfazed, and his eyes never strayed towards his peers, as if they were merely peasants not worth a glance.
Suddenly, a brown-haired boy bumped into him on accident.
"I-I'm sorry! I wasn't looking..." His upturned face had a pair of doe like eyes, instantly pulling the viewer's gaze in, and he had a soft, girl-like face. His delicate lips were like dewy rose petals, slightly parted from panic and exposing a shy pink tongue between them.
"Hmmm..." The person he bumped into looked at him appraisingly, thinking that he felt something strange on the shorter boy's chest when he bumped into him. Not to mention he was like a bullied little an-
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
A collective breath was realized as fangirls sheathed their knives and the taller boy dropped his thought. After a pause, everyone looked over to see a boy holding himself between two trunks of a tree like a ninja.
"......", the icy but domineering school prince.
"......", the cross dressing, but feisty little cutie.
"......", the spectators that had already formed a ring as if the two above were about to duke it out.
"Woof, woof, woofwoofwoofwoof-", the dog trying to bite the young man's ass. In return, the young man tried kicking at the dog, but stopped after almost slipping and sliding right into the dog's range.
"Save meeeeee! Please! I have, I have great love advice! Can tell your fortune, make you pass finals!" Whether his claims were trash or not, all his words were stuffed back into his mouth after the dog's jaws closed a hair's breadth from his crotch. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Laozi almost got castrated by a dog. Heaven, I swear the only woman I've held the hands of is my mom!"
After a bit more incomprehensible screaming to the Japanese high schoolers and a good dozen taking videos and uploading them, the dog was shooed away. The boy came down, his limbs shaking. He looked like he was about to cry.
"Look at that sissy, crying."
"Damn, that dog must be really scary. Look, he's shaking."
"Those clothes don't fit."
The boy could only miserably think 'why don't you try holding yourself up like that for five minutes. Nevermind this shaking, you'd probably be convulsing. And what about my clothes not fitting!?' Soon, the crowd dispersed, and he admired the students and setting of this otome game.
Life today just sucked. And he better get paid for cross dressing. That dog exclusively went after guys, after all. What bad luck. His throat felt hoarse from screaming and his limbs felt kind of numb. But, as she looked at the girls chatting...
Will Smith- "Ah, that's hot. That's hot."
Then she walked into a lamppost.
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Short Stories
FantasyJust what the title says. Range of genres but its really random.
