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Katsuki Zion. He walked into the room, Unaware of what lay beyond it. 7 men. The Cool Type. The Sly and Mischievous Type. The Natural Type. The Strong, Silent Type. The Lolita Type. And the Princely Type. 'Welcome to the Ouran Highschool Host club, My Princess.' The 9 words that he assumed had been Unspoken, were Spoken aloud.. edit; please note that I wrote this when I was around 12-13. My grammar was poor and it was hella cringe-worthy. AND THIS IS NOT A BTS FANFIC - I based my characters on the BTS Members!
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