Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ Empty ❯ Hollow ( Prologue )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Disclaimer: Love Hina and all its characters belong to Ken Akamatsu, I’m just borrowing the stuff for my story.

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It was another day for Keitaro Urashima, manager of Hinata Sou, an Inn that was changed into a dormitory for girls. Ever since day one, things have been chaotic and it was a miracle that he didn’t lose his sanity and was also able to do his duties, but this day, was a day all that was going to change for him.

Everybody has a breaking point, no lie. Even though on the surface, Keitaro was happy because he wanted to make the girls happy... but when they started abusing him no reason, he kept that entire well-hidden deep inside of him but now it was taking its toll on him... everything. Hinata Sou, maintaining it, paying the bills, studying for Tokyo U, putting up with the girls, and even on the outside of the dorm, he tried his best, but people still had to degrade him.

For Aunt Haruka, so-called family to Keitaro, doesn’t deserve to be called family. Family are supposed to defend one another if something were to happen and give encouragement to them on certain things; Haruka doesn’t do that. She doesn’t come to his defense, tells him to give the girls another chance when all they do is torture him, doesn’t do anything about the abuse, and gives him no encouraging advice... the list goes on.

Grandma Hina is partially to blame... She should have told her grandson that she changed the Inn to a dorm. If she told him that, none of this would have ever happened.

Soon, it will all be nothing. Tending at his managerial duties, he was cleaning the hot springs. But the same thing happens... the girls entered, Naru and Motoko thought he was doing something perverted and sent him off to the sky... that was it for him.

Going through the sky, his face was blank; he landed in the city on the pavement. Many pedestrians rushed over to help him. “Sir, are you okay?” asked a man, shaking him awake. When Keitaro awoke, he said nothing.

“Hang on, I’m going to call an ambulance,” said the man. Keitaro still said nothing, just continued to lay there, face devoid of emotion or expression. Minutes later, the ringing of the sirens were audible and paramedics lifted him up and placed him inside the vehicle, closed the doors and drove away to the hospital.

Inside, paramedics asked him what had happened, but he still didn’t say anything on the way to the hospital.