(WIP) harukyon fanfic
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transrightsmiku341 words wip
pairings: haruhi/kyon but there's not much of it here yet
notes: this is still just the intro! i'm going to finish this soon, just wanted to share my progress haha
suzumiya haruhi was a strange individual.
she walks around with the same ribbons on her head everyday, running around the campus and doing basically whatever she wants to without thinking of the consequences, bossing her club members around.
sometimes she wore a bunny girl outfit to school, usually to promote said club. no one really questioned most of what she did anymore; her weird behavior started being labeled as just "suzumiya's thing", after she showed up with the outfit for the third time.
besides, the "club" in question wasn't actually a club by her standards-- she called it a "brigade". no one in the school really knew what haruhi's club actually was about, and neither did the members, honestly.
"suzumiya haruhi" was the thought currently stuck inside kyon's head as he walked, the name repeating itself again and again and again in his inner monologue. the name wouldn't leave his mind, even for a second. it was because of how strange she was, of course. just a look at all the students in north high and you could tell from a mile away that the brown haired girl that sat behind kyon was the most... eccentric of them. of course kyon would be thinking of her all the time.
he could already hear her voice a few meters away from the clubroom. he couldn't quite tell what she was yelling about, but she sure was yelling about it. he mentally prepared himself to get yelled at by her for whatever reason once he was inside the room as he walked closer and closer to it.
when he finally reached the door, his hand lingered over the knob for a few seconds before finally pushing the door open. haruhi looked at him with a mean look. she had her hair up in a ponytail today.
"you're late!" she shouted, getting up from her seat and pointing at him with annoyance. she had an angry expression splattered on her face, but anyone who really knew her could tell it wasn't a serious one.
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gonna come back to this later (and possibly post it to ao3) but i like it so far! i wanted to try my hand at writing for TMoHS for the first time ^_^ i really miss kyon...
pairings: haruhi/kyon but there's not much of it here yet
notes: this is still just the intro! i'm going to finish this soon, just wanted to share my progress haha
suzumiya haruhi was a strange individual.
she walks around with the same ribbons on her head everyday, running around the campus and doing basically whatever she wants to without thinking of the consequences, bossing her club members around.
sometimes she wore a bunny girl outfit to school, usually to promote said club. no one really questioned most of what she did anymore; her weird behavior started being labeled as just "suzumiya's thing", after she showed up with the outfit for the third time.
besides, the "club" in question wasn't actually a club by her standards-- she called it a "brigade". no one in the school really knew what haruhi's club actually was about, and neither did the members, honestly.
"suzumiya haruhi" was the thought currently stuck inside kyon's head as he walked, the name repeating itself again and again and again in his inner monologue. the name wouldn't leave his mind, even for a second. it was because of how strange she was, of course. just a look at all the students in north high and you could tell from a mile away that the brown haired girl that sat behind kyon was the most... eccentric of them. of course kyon would be thinking of her all the time.
he could already hear her voice a few meters away from the clubroom. he couldn't quite tell what she was yelling about, but she sure was yelling about it. he mentally prepared himself to get yelled at by her for whatever reason once he was inside the room as he walked closer and closer to it.
when he finally reached the door, his hand lingered over the knob for a few seconds before finally pushing the door open. haruhi looked at him with a mean look. she had her hair up in a ponytail today.
"you're late!" she shouted, getting up from her seat and pointing at him with annoyance. she had an angry expression splattered on her face, but anyone who really knew her could tell it wasn't a serious one.
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gonna come back to this later (and possibly post it to ao3) but i like it so far! i wanted to try my hand at writing for TMoHS for the first time ^_^ i really miss kyon...
