The Long Hair Of The Bartender.

The Long Hair Of The Bartender.

Chapter Of Introduction.

Hello hello hello hellooooo! The little INTRO that goes through there🙋‍♂️I wrote this story in french for the first time on wattpad and I discovered this app and saw that it was in English. So I thought "why not writing my story in English?" Please be indulgent! I dunno if I write stories well but I admit that I enjoy writing yes yes. I wrote it while watching a tennis match so I hope it's okay anyway?!👀 Happy reading teddy bears!

Characters intro \=\=\=> The main ones:

Name: Katsuro - first name: Shigeo - Nickname: Hide (the playboy? -_- )

...~Ryuji is the only one who calls him by his nickname "Hide" because he was simply the one who gave him this nickname. He added that he found it cool because it was like a secret that the two of them just shared. (While he often calls him that in front of others too)~...

Name: Tamotsu - first name: Ryuji - nickname: Yu // Ryu (best friend of Shigeo)

...~His nicknames come from Shigeo who had no choice, it was rather Ryuji who insisted on finding him a nickname since he had given him one. However, Shigeo calls him by his real first name (Ryuji) most of the time, because he finds it a very classy first name. The times he calls him by these nicknames are rare.~...

Name: Yasushi - first name: Tsuneo (the bartender)

Identity unknown at this time. (normal this is the beginning of the story lol)

Now, it's too much. It's decided, I'm done with women! Why this sudden decision making? Because I just got dumped, once again! I got used to it so much that now I can't even be sad. I don't understand that we can dump a rich guy like me...

Okay, before we get to that, I'm going to explain to you the why and how I got into this situation. How about we start with my past?

Before I became a rich, exceptional, handsome and best of all guy, I was a run-of-the-mill guy. In fact, I was even completely sucking. I was born in Miyakojima. It's an island in Okinawa, Japan. I grew up there and took my first steps there. We were a happy family back then.

But we weren't lucky when it came to money. We never had enough money to have fun, for example. Money was a taboo subject in our family. I even envied my school friends when they had a new pair of sneakers or a new coat. I was always off topic for new video games or fashion, since you could hardly ever buy me anything. Sometimes I resented my parents because I was fed up with wearing the same clothes.

We were not poor ... but in the eyes of the people we were miserable. Because of that, I didn't have a lot of friends. Well, almost not. I say almost no, because despite everything there were 3 people who were my friends. Sometimes I wondered why they wanted to stay with me, but the feeling of having a few people to talk to, if only to express our anger over life or just to be listened to and have a good time together, did not displease me. So on one side, deep inside, I was praying that these people would stay with me. Unfortunately, for some reason, they had started to drift further and further away from me, until one day I found myself on my own for good. I quickly felt silly to have been happy to have had a few friends. To put us even more in trouble, my father's work was no longer going well enough. So he made the decision to quit to look elsewhere. Except that he started to tell us about a business project, I hadn't quite understood and my mother, with blind confidence, immediately agreed to the idea. So he told us about moving to Tokyo.

Then we really moved to Tokyo. So my father started a business there. Well, she didn't really walk at first ... but fate made my dad meet a man (who looked high up) on his way. I say on his way, but in fact, it was right outside his business door, like Santa Claus knocking on the door. He had come to take a look and asked my father if he had just arrived in Tokyo. And it was from there, if I remember correctly, that they started to discuss and get to know each other, always at the front of the door and that "the high-ranking man" in I don't know how, started to work for my father. Besides, I was right, he was really in a high position. Apparently he was a really important person since he owned several businesses in Tokyo. Lucky? Had we been lucky to meet him? I don't know if it was all luck, but my father, instead of being even a little suspicious, accepted his help right away. And so, thanks to the high-ranking man (by the way, I knew his name, but I forgot, because me and the names, first names, thing, that's not my thing) we started to have a good life, until we become really rich. At first, I found this story a little weird, but I quickly stopped asking myself questions when people started to take an interest in me. So, I continued to grow up and make my life in Tokyo, sometimes thinking about Okinawa that I loved so much, but I knew that from there my life was going to be a success.

I am in a high school well placed, large and which is impressed you from the outside to the inside. It's not a private high school, although I would have liked to, but my parents insisted. I'm kinda not very good at classes, but I have money, so I don't care. There I met a super cool guy who right now is my best friend. His name is Ryuji and he's 18 like me. And that's it, I think that's all about my past, for now. Ah, yes my mom and dad were getting divorced a little while later when we moved in. My father has been with a new wife ever since. But how to say? She doesn't really inspire me with confidence sometimes. I don't know how to explain, but I have the impression that she is using my father and I dare not say anything to him. Also, her presence makes me uncomfortable sometimes. Fortunately, this is not my biological mother. Maybe I'm just imagining things, but she can never be my real mother anyway. I always call her by her first name even if my father doesn't like it, but you can't replace a mother. My mother is still my mother, even though she no longer lives with us, I am still in contact with her.

So what if we come back to the present now? I have class! I have to go before I'm late!

Yes the first chapter is very short, it's true! (But it's not a real chapter anyway) -_- in truth it's more of an intro chapter we will say. It's to put you in the bath of history and that you know a little better what it's about!

So I told a little about his past to this cute little boy, hoping that it makes you want to read it a LITTLE. Seriously at least A LITTLE! So uh I had this story in mind so I thought I was going to start writing it. With that, I hope you enjoyed this little intro chapter! Sorry for the mistakes if there are any !! Any advice and comments I take with pleasure! Adioooooooos!✌

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