Before I start the story, I'm going to just tell you about the character in this story, Dimi. I'll write an actual chapter after I finish this.

Name: Dimi Jumer

Nickname: None, (sometimes called "Princess" hates the nickname though, for... reasons...)

Gender: Female, mistaken as male

Age: around 15

Appearance: Rather tall, completely flat chested, short messy black hair and piercing blue eyes, has a slight six-pack, and more toned muscles than most females, making her body look a bit more masculine. She also has a burn scar on her chest that reaches down towards her stomach and up to her left shoulder.
Wears- Loves wearing hoodies and pants, will almost never wear dresses. (Only if she has too)

Occuparion: 2nd year at Ouran Academy, Creative type in the Host Club

Talents: Drawing Flirting, Writing, manipulating people.

Likes:
Being alone, Silence, the smell of rain, cotton puffs in the wind.

Dislikes:
Fire, death, needles, sirens, EXTREMELY strong winds, swimming

Fears:
Selaphobia- fear of flashing lights
Thanatophobia- fear of death or dying
Pyrophobia- fear of fire
Cleithrophobia- fear of being locked in places