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HANAKO-KUN X M!READER |

❝ sometimes all i think abt is u! ❝

"..have you heard of the seven wonders of this school?" the female slowly scooted closer to her friend and whispered in her with a questioning look. in response, she replied with a simple, 'no' which made the other furrow her eyebrows and gape at her response.

"you haven't?!" the girl dramatically gasped with her friend turning her head away in annoyance.

"oh my gosh, let me tell you the most famous one!!" the girl said as she started to whisper to her friend, slightly leaning on the table that was separating them.

"first it's the seventh of the seven wonders.. hanako-kun"

. . .

the bathroom was extremely quiet so quiet you could hear your own knocking on the wooden door. maybe bit too quiet for your liking. wow, that's a lot of quiets.

"hanako-san, hanako-san. . .are you there?" you asked while slightly opening the bathroom door to see..

"do you mind?" a random girl started. as you were about to apologize, she objected and interrupted you,

"no need to apologize. leave you perv!!" she yelled and slammed the door right up into your face.

'yashiro.. ! you little shit,, i'm gonna--' you thought as a visible tick mark appeared on your forehead, she was so in for it after you go back to the classroom.

you sighed heavily. but as you were about to storm out, something or rather someone grabbed your wrist not even bothering to look at your face. the only thing you could think at this moment was,

'today's my day to die, huh..' you sighed and loosened up a bit, 'i didn't even get to live the day to see ouran high school getting a second season.'

. . .

"are.. you just going to stand there? i hope it doesn't look like I have all day. plus.. yashiro is coming by soon." the stranger muttered the last part under their breath. they tapped their shoe against the cold ground and never took their firm and cold grip of your [s/c] wrist.

finally looking back, there was a boy that looked about in his tween years. why was he wearing a different school uniform? he has to be cosplaying or something.

to add, he had beautiful amber eyes and-- on a second thought, i'm not a cheesy highschooler.

"i mean, you can stare at me all you want. i know i'm good looking." he smirked and posed.

'what a cocky brat..'

"wait,, who are you exactly?"

"getting right to the point i see." he says and puts a finger on his chin. you nodded as he laughed softly.

"anyway, since you can talk for god knows how long. i'll be introducing myself." the apparition said as he hovered above the ground.

"my name is hanako-san of the toilet, as cheesy as it sounds; it's 100% true! i'm also the 7th wonder of this school!~ nice to meet you." he held his hat down with white orbs floating around him. there was a sudden realization. a quite horrid one.

"Y-YOUR HANAKO-KUN?! YOUR A..DUDE?" you shrieked and pointed at him and soon your face turned into a disgusted face.

"KEEP IT DOWN. I'M STILL HERE!!"

"sorry.." you weakly apologized as she slammed the door open and left the bathroom while flipping you off. right as she left, you pointed your index finger to the ghost boy and furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

"anyways! why are you in the girls bathroom. you.. you pervert!! did you die in here or something?! that makes it worse!" you suddenly gasped, "you're not.. trans are you? oh god i am so sorry!! don't haunt me!"

silence.

"did you not see, what just happened.. ? you're the pervert here, dude." the apparition deadpanned as the other silently sweat dropped and coughed out of embarrassment, "and no. not trans."

'that's a relief.'

"but!! i-i could very well be a crossdresser!" you argued back. hanako chuckled lightly and floated upside down.

"..anyways, are ya sure you're hanako-kun? where's the bob cut and the red skirt, huh?" you squinted my eyes to examine him closer, he looked literally nothing like the description you were given. basically the complete opposite in fact.

"ah~ well that isn't in style these days. what is your wish and name again?"

"well.. my name is ( name ) and i haven't really thought about this as much but would you like to be friends.. ? "

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