A/N: IDK WHY THIS STORY WERE DELETED WITHOUT ME KNOWING IT T^T SO THIS WILL BE UNEDITED FOR A WHILE.

Who doesn’t recognize him; Nijimura Shuzo? That famous one-of-a-kind singer that leads the boy band; FREUDE. Consists of four members; the lead vocalist; Nijimura Shuzo, the lead guitarist; Miyahara Aki, the bassist; Shiokawa Shou and the drummer; Akahiro Ryuzaki. Together they had successfully captured every girl’s heart in Tokyo since their debut during the last year of their middle school. Well, that was the last two years. Now, it’s their last year of high school, towards graduation.

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    “DAMN SCHOOL!!!! WHY DO I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT SIX JUST TO HEAR YOU BABBLE IN THE MORNING!?” I screamed, desperately running to the school gate. There stood the discipline teacher, Nakamura Sensei, smiling sarcastically at me as I arrived in front of the school gate.

    “Wow, you’re early.” He said.

    “I know, right,” I panted. “So let me in, Sensei.”

    He locked the gate from inside. “I’m sorry Izuki-san, it doesn’t seem like this school needs you.” He said.

    “What!?” I shrieked and tried to stop him but he had already finished and walking away towards the building. “Hey, Sensei!” I called out then sighed in frustration as he disappeared from my sight. I pouted and leaned my back against the gate, tapping my shoes on the ground impatiently; trying to think of a way.

    “Hey,” a voice called.

    I turned my head and saw a black-haired guy standing a few meters away from me. I blinked. My, my, who is this handsome guy? “Yes?” I answered.

    “What do you think the school gate is for?” he asked.

    I arched an eyebrow. “Isn’t it obvious? It’s to protect the school whatsoever.” I replied.

    “No,” he said. “You’re still young if you think like that.”

    I frowned. “What?”

    “The school gate main purpose is to help student getting in even though they’re late.” He said and his hand reached for one of the metal bar. It was fast; his hand supported his weight as he swung his legs upwards and landed on the other side of the gate. I gaped. He was inside!

    He smirked and took out a key from his bagpack. A COPY!? WHO THE HECK IS THIS GUY!?

    “Ano.... if you have that key, why don’t you open it from outside on the first place?” I asked and entered when he opened the gate.

    “Showing off.” He replied simply.

    “Ew?”

    He laughed. “See ya’ later, Yana~” and walked away.

    My eyes widened and I stopped walking. Yana? YANA!? HE CALLED ME YANA!?  WHO-WHAT-WHY-HOW― H-HOW DID HE KNOW MY NAME!?

    “Excuse me, why are you standing here, Izuki-san.” A familiar voice echoed in the hallway. I glanced at the person behind me and ran. Nakamura Sensei sure is scary. He’s like a ghost following me everywhere I go. Well, no wonder because I’m the biggest troublemaker in the school. I received my 8th warning letter from the principal last week.

    My class was self-studying when I barged in shouting “Ohayou” as loud as I could making some of them jumped in surprise. I laughed at their reactions and went to my seat. The one in front of me is my best friend, Shigure Kazuya. It’s a she. Her hair is so red that sometimes I can recognize her from outside the school, she has golden eyes and reddish-pale skin. So much like snow white.

    While me being the simplest; Jet-black hair and fair skin. My eyes were originally blue; inherited from my mother who’s an English. But after an accident four years ago, my eyes turned green and doctor said it’s normal.

    “How did you get in?” Kazuya turned her head to me.

    I remembered the guy earlier. “Someone helped me.” I replied.

    She frowned. “Who?”

    I shrugged. “I don’t know. He knew my name though. I need to find him.”

    She giggled. “Good luck.”

    “Thanks. I’ll need it.” I chuckled and she continued her studies. I rested my head on the table and yawned. I hadn’t had so much sleep last night; I managed to proceed to the next level, level 78! At last!

    “I made it to Level 82.” Kazuya spoke suddenly.

    “What!?” I shrieked. “Why are you always so far ahead?”

    She giggled. “I slept at 2 trying so hard. I bet you slept at 1.”

    I groaned. “Ugh!”

    “You’ll catch up next time.”

    “Kazu, how can you wake up so early when you slept late last night?” I asked.

    “Mum’s power.”

    “Oh....”

    Mum. Dad. I don’t even have one. Yes, they died in the accident four years ago I mentioned earlier. Kazuya, always getting ahead of me, always getting what I want, always beating me. I don’t hate it but I envy her. She’s always been my best friend. And always will. Eventually, out of boredom, I went out of the class and roamed around the building. I walked slowly, enjoying the noises from other classes. That’s when I reached the music room.

Nani ga okotte mo, tomo ni arukeba

Nandai mono yuki ga, michi afure, norikoe rareru,

Mamorareteiku....

    I stopped dead on my tracks. It’s.... beautiful. I tried to peek inside through the glass window but it’s fogged so I had to crack the door open. The sound of the soft guitar and the fascinating one-of-a-kind voice got me so curious I had to see who was that.

    When I turned the doorknob and peeked in, I was amazed at how the handsome young man, the guy who helped me just now, sat on the chair playing the guitar gracefully while his mouth moving, singing out the lyrics in the most beautiful way I’ve ever heard.

Aka ni somatta yuuhi ni

Chikatta kotoba wa,

Sepia no tsuki ni, suikomarete yuku,

Haruka musunda, atsui kizuna,

Douka towa ni, tsuzukimasu you ni....

    I gaped at how his fingers plucked through the string so expertly. “W-wow.” I muttered. But then it was too loud; the guy had seen me then chuckled.

    “Come in,” he smiled. I held my breath and went in, closing the door behind me. The room was cold but I felt warm.

    “Y-you were the one who helped me just now, thank you.” I said.

    “Nah, that’s normal.” He said, placed the guitar on the floor and leaned back.

    “Uh, may I know your name?” I asked.

    He hummed then shook his head. “I give you three days, if you manage to find my name, I’ll give you a present you’ll never forget. If you didn’t manage to find my name, I’ll give you a punishment you’ll never forget. How does that sound?” he asked.

    I frowned. “But you knew my name!”

    “Ah, I have my own trick of knowing everyone’s name, Yana~”

    THERE HE GOES AGAIN MENTIONING MY FIRST NAME! HOW DID HE EVEN KNOW?!

    I clenched my fists then relaxed, “Fine then. I accept your challenge.” I decided.

    He grinned. “So then, let’s get to know each other. I know your name so that won’t count.... hmm, how about your interests?”

    This time, it’s my turn. “How about you find it out yourself?”

    “I guess you’ll like something connected to video games and boy bands?”

    “Boy bands? Like who?”

    “Um, you know.... a group called ‘Freude’.”

    “Freude? What a name!” I laughed. “Does that even exist!?”

    The guy seemed shocked but hid it pretty well and that stopped me from being suspicious as to why he’s surprised when I said that. “So, what kind of bands do you like?” he asked.

    “Something like.... 5 seconds of summer..? I like those who play instruments, I don’t really like something like One Direction....” I told him.

[A/N: I’m sorry for their fans out there. This is just a fanfic please don’t kill me, I need to continue the next chapter, ne.]

    “Ah, I see,” He nodded. “You should search it up.”

    “What?”

    “Freude.”

    I wanted to laugh at that stupid name. “Okay I guess.”

    “Good. Now, let’s get back to class. Teacher’s coming.”

    “Tch, now you’re being such a good kid.” I said and followed him out. We separated at a corner and I went to my seat as the teacher entered.

A/N: OMG I KNOW THIS IS BORING I’M SO SORRY! BUT I GUESS THE NEXT CHAPTER WOULD BE MORE FUN. I HAD TO UPLOAD THIS AS FAST AS I CAN BECAUSE I’M SO EXCITED! WELL, HOW’S THE INTRO OF THE CHARACTERS HERE? THOUGH WE DON’T KNOW WHO’S THE GUY YET BUT I THINK YOU CAN GUESS WHO IT IS, NO? OMG WHY THE CAPS LOCK. Ehem, sorry for exaggerating. Votes and comments will be so appreciated! Please tell me something to improve my writing, ne? It will be gladly appreciated :D

By my leave, mortals....