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โ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ง๐ญโthe first time they met was years ago, utterly youthful eyes peering at one another out of curiosity. a simple silver circle keeping them bonded without a single memory of their first meeting. ~ because in a million garden of flowers, i will always pick youYou just moved to Japan from the Americas by yourself. You applied to the prestigious school called Ouran High School, an elite academy. You landed yourself a job at a local floral shop over spring break. The administrators didn't notify your acceptance till late March, and they said you were to join them after spring break but what happens when a strange and slightly familiar boy wanders into the shop asking for a strange arrangement of flowers? (Kyoya Ootori x Fem Reader)inspired by that one tumblr post we all know :) i don't own Ouran High School Host Club ;)โฆ