Ouran High School is a well-known school in Japan, a school for the rich, the powerful and the intelligent. Though one fateful day Ouran's principal and administration agree to open up a new program-a baking program-with this new fact gives an insta...
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Art by: @lets_make_you_sneeze Again I'm so sorry @lets_make_you_sneeze
Oh yeah, and on an extra note. Those who saw two of my post a few days back. I know I probably shouldn't have said that, so I deleted the post. Sorry to anyone who saw that it was unprofessional, and out of line. I'll try to keep more of a 'boundary' when it comes to my posts. Sorry if I triggered anyone.
Buttttt back to the art. Just look at it, it gives me Lost in Translation vibes. Love it! ╔════•| ✿ |•════╗
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"You guys," Haruhi walked towards the club, "We came here to get the scoop on what's going on with Shiro, so what do you think we should do?" she asked the club, right when it was safe from a teacher's (Or principal's) hearing distance, where they knew by fact that they couldn't hear them.
I say we go to our separate houses. Saiki thought to himself, it seemed like an ingenious idea, that should be put to action as soon as possible, and 'as soon as possible' meant now.
He wanted to go home. Now.
"Well here is something interesting," Ootori said, almost like he expected it, as the club turned to him, who was on the other side of the room, looking at the purple wall mounted with loads of photos (Saiki could only guess that the photos, were class photos), Haninozuka was with him too, staring at the wall, but at a different photo, but what he was looking at didn't matter, as much as what Ootori had brought up.
They all walked towards him, Saiki next to Morinozuka, but the taller man was like a kid trying to push together to negative magnets, slightly leaning towards the smaller boy, then bouncing away, like it was unnatural (Which it was, two negative magnets are not supposed to touch, but two humans standing next to each other... that wasn't unnatural).
Saiki turned his attention from Morinozuka and back to where Ootori stood, "What did you find?" Haruhi asked, walking closest up to him. The raven-haired shadow king pointed directly forward to a (what seemed) golden frame. Where Shiro was practicing the piano with some girl.
