Perspiring slightly in the heat of the day, Toshio nervously handed out a flyer to the stranger who had approached him. He hoped that they were not a fellow Hope’s Peak student, for if anyone were to find out that he worked as host to pay the bills he would surely be ridiculed even more than he already was.
(thanks for following! I also do most of my threads outside of the host club universe, so don’t worry if you want to have a completely different story. Just let me know and I’ll whip something up for you, no problem!)
















