I | Pilot


    ~Muratsu''s POV~


    Dad...


    ...Dad.?


    Mom, what happened to dad..?


    Mother, where''s dad?


    G.. Gone?... Why? Where? When?


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    I shot up in my bed, gasping from my nightmare. I took a deep breath and sighed after noticing that I was back to reality in my comforting room. I got up slowly and got dressed for my first day of school.


    When I went to my closet for my uniform, I remembered that I forgot to get my uniform when I got a tour of the Academy''s school grounds. I facepalmed to myself in embarrassment.I''ll have to do with what I have. I decided to wear a white button-up blouse shirt with a black pencil skirt. "This will do", I sighed.


    I walked down the grey staircase to the big dining room. Then I took a seat in the only chair, which was across my mother''s chair. "Good morning, dear," said my mother. "Good morning mother," I said with a small smile. "Ahem. I see that you''re not wearing your uniform..?" my mother commented strictly. "I... forgot to get it after the school tour... Sorry mom," I replied while looking down at my breakfast that was now in front of me.


    "... It''s alright. Just remember to get it after school today," sighed my mother. "I will... uh, mom?" I questioned. "Yes, dear?" "Do you remember anything about, dad..?"


    Silence was the only response I got back. "Sorry, mom. Just pretend I didn''t ask that" I said meekly. "Yes..um," my mother stood up out of her chair. "Time to go to school now. Your ride is out front," said my mother quietly.


    I got up and went to the black limousine outside my house. The chauffeur opened the door and I stepped in. "To Ouran Academy," I said to my driver. Then I was off to my first day of school.


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    "you desperately try to remember her name


    her face, her smile


    because she''s just a girl


    who thinks her value comes from her fame


    and not her brain


    her actions


    her heart


    but you can''t remember her


    because she''s just another girl


    mislead by society


    another girl who thinks she''s worthless


    as she ages


    as her death comes


    there''ll be another girl along soon enough to take her place


    and you''ll forget her too"