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[fic] Nervousness
Rating: G
Genre: General
Pairings or Characters: mild Kyouya/Haruhi. Except not really.
Warnings: Not beta-ed, I personally think it's pretty shoddy. OOC-ness?
Summary: Kyouya and Haruhi have a little more in common than they thought. Written for the
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Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.
Word Count: 397
Nervousness
Of all things, Haruhi didn’t think it would be like this. It was supposed to be so simple: get into Ouran, stay at the top of the class for three years, ace the entrance examination for Todai’s law school, get a scholarship, graduate from law school at the top of her class, and then get a job.
She didn’t count on being nervous about it. She’d gotten through the first two steps fine, but this exam was the real test. This was her life on the line. If she didn’t make it . . .
She refused to follow that line of thought any further, rearranging herself uncomfortably on the floor. She curled up in a corner outside the examination hall, out of sight of the doors, and took deep, silent gulps of air. It’ll all be over soon, she reminded herself coarsely, settling the textbook on her lap. Focus. The conclusion follows logically if which of the following is assumed? If which of the following is assumed?
She didn’t remember any of this. Worse yet, she couldn’t see anyone else here either. There had to be other people writing this exam, so where were they? What if she had the time wrong? Or the date? And this was the right room, right? She dug her planner out of her backpack, scanning her neat handwriting. No, this was definitely the time and place. Where was everyone? She knew she was early, but didn’t all the study books recommend that?
What if they’d changed the location without telling her?
“Ah, there you are,” a collected voice broke through her paranoid worries. Kyouya stood in front of her, dressed formally in a jacket and tie. He had tucked a sheaf of loose papers under one arm; Haruhi could see the sharp, spiky mess of his scrawl. “Tamaki’s here to wish you luck.” He raised a thin, arched eyebrow. “You do realize you’re over an hour early?”
“Mmm,” Haruhi replied, trying to make herself sound as normal as possible. It came out like a croak. I even sound like I’m in the verge of a nervous breakdown, she realized in disgust.
Kyouya evaluated her silently with his beetle-black eyes, and plucked the book out of her hands. “It’s better not to worry before the exam. It’ll all come back when you enter the room. Let’s go see Tamaki, shall we?”
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But anyway, I like the descriptions you've used best of all in this piece. They're clever and new to me, and I enjoy how refreshing that is. I think my favorite part is the sort of handwriting you gave Kyouya; the word "scrawl" resonates with me, and I completely agree, but I had never given a thought to it really being all that messy. It would be an interesting thing for him, though, as he is always seen as so collected, to have abysmal penmanship.
Anyway! I am blathering when all I really mean to say is that, your best piece of work or not, there are many fine points in it. :3
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I've always noticed that extremely intelligent, competitive people always seem to have really messy writing. I also don't think calligraphy would be one of those things Kyouya deemed important enough to do it neatly . . .
Thanks for the comment! It makes me feel better about bringing it out of the darkness at all. o.O
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“Ah, there you are,” a collected voice broke through her paranoid worries.
...and this one:
Kyouya evaluated her silently with his beetle-black eyes, and plucked the book out of her hands.
...are my favorites. I love your verbs.
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I did use to write more in this fandom, but I tend to write more when I'm inspired to, which surprisingly only happens when I'm outrageously stressed and stuff, which means I produce a lot more work when I've got exams and piles of homework to do. Like now! The only problem is that when I'm most inspired, I have the least time available to write . . .
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"Hmm... early is better than late. Wait I should check my notes... Oh no, I think I forgot this!... No one else is here yet... Why!?! Do I have the right place?" *walks around checking the room number, the clock, my notepad... worrying my head off*
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I think that Kyouya and Haruhi would actually be the most likely to get examination anxiety because they both tend to see it as a be-all-end-all situation. ^^