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[ so this chapter is made up of three separate starters, each based on / inspired by a different musical! (beetlejuice, heathers, and be more chill). they have nothing to do with each other! with each musical getting two! also, you don't need to know the musical to interact! no oneliners this chapter, sorry! ]

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playing: fright of their lives

1:05 ───|────── 3:45

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you've got some evil deep down inside you

about a week ago, (y/c) had moved into a new house. they were incredibly confident in their choice, especially since the realtor had told them that this place was incredibly cheap for its size and quality. frankly, they were happy to have picked it up before someone else found it!

put all those farmer's markets behind you

but something had felt... off in the past few days. lights suddenly turning off when there was no power outages, doors slamming shut when there was no wind. see, what the people who'd sold the house to (y/c) had neglected to mention was the reason that the house was so cheap- the previous owners had died in a freak accident. nobody in town wanted to buy it- too afraid it'd be haunted.

you've gotta work, gotta haunt

however, (y/c) didn't know this. so, they went about their days as usual, and went to bed that night without a worry- until they were woken up by a voice from outside their door. it sounded female, and like the owner of the voice was in pain. (y/c) hesitated for a moment, rolling over to check the time. 2:27 am. deciding to investigate, they stood up and went to open their door.

'til it hurts through the night

when they did, they certainly didn't expect to see a figure with a white sheet draped over their body with holes cut for eyes- (y/c) expected a real ghost, not this cartoon caricature. but, upon observing closer, the bit of the figure's ankles and shoes that were visible seemed to be slightly transparent.

and give those guys the fright of their lives!

" leave this house - ! turn back now or you won't live to regret it ! " the figure called out. however, the girl sounded more like a really bad haunted house actress than what (y/c) would expect a real ghost to sound like.

what do you do?

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playing: beautiful

3:05 ───|────── 8:19

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why do they hate me?

the high school (y/c) attended was a nightmare. it seemed like you couldn't go one day without having to deal with bullies, perverts, rumormongers, and more. it seemed like everyone hated every day at school, and nobody was immune.

why don't i fight back?

but there were three girls who seemed to be popular enough to just... avoid it all. nobody ever seemed to insult them or say anything bad to them, especially not to their faces. the whole school knew them. some girls wished to be them, some boys wished to be with them, and some... had different fantasies.

why do i act like such a creep?

nevertheless, the rules of high school popularity didn't seem to apply to them. they were just at the top, and nobody knew how or why.

why won't he date me?

one of the girls was named kaede akamatsu- and she seemed to be the nicest of the group. she was head cheerleader, and she played the piano at concerts and talent shows. if you hung out with mostly boys, you'd hear them call her a slut or a prude- depending on the day, but it was only because they or one of their best friends had been rejected by her.

why did i hit him?

if you hung out with the girls, you'd hear mostly praise, for her looks or for her extracurricular skills, with the occasional opinion that, even though she was the nicest, she was still too stuck up. 

why do i cry myself to sleep?

that, and the rest of the limited information (y/c) knew about kaede ran through their head as they watched the girl walk towards their seat in the library and sit down next to them. " hey ~ ! " she greeted with a bright smile. a lot of people said that those three girls never talked to anyone else unless they wanted something from you.

what do you do?

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playing: i love play rehearsal

1:03 ───|────── 2:56

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i love play rehearsal- i happiness-cry whenever it starts

it's just so universal, getting to try playing so many parts

it was another busy day at your school. a few weeks had passed since the first semester had begun, and that meant that it was time to sign up for the fall play. in recent years, interest in the theatre department had been declining, whether that was due to general disinterest, or a stigma around it, especially for guys.

most humans do one thing for all of their lives - the thought of that gives me hives

i have so many interests i wanna pursue- and why am i telling this to you?

the first set of auditions was after school today, in the theatre. (y/c) had stayed after school, and was heading back from their locker when (whether (y/c) signed up for the play or is just curious) they came up to the theatre. putting their ear to the door, they couldn't hear anyone inside. that was odd, they thought. had they heard the wrong time?

guess there's a part of me that wants to!

they opened the door, seeing just about what they'd expected. the large theatre was almost entirely empty, except for a girl with long blonde hair, who was sitting in the front row, all alone, filling in a form intently.

what do you do?

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( shyguy-kai , yonagaisms, seesawisms- , simpinghrs )

( let me know if you want to be tagged in future chapters! )

(i got really excited about this chapter, so it would mean a lot to me if you replied! and sorry about how long it is!)

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