DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VY1/VY2 OR ANY VOCALOID THAT IS TO MENTIONED IN THIS FIC

- Alleire

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"Alternative Option"

Another peaceful summer ended, and everything returned to regular school frenzy everyone has gotten used to over the past years. Perhaps this chance would different. Everyone seemed to be. Either because, a swarm of unknown faces manifested my already new surroundings, or maybe it's just me.

Whatever the reason was, I ignored it completely. Nothing can be accomplished with just mere wonder of thoughts, because they never go anywhere but stay in your head. At least, for me.

An endless row of sakura blossoms aligned the main path to a grand estate, I warily fallow the dirt way, preferably finding a way to consume time. I'm still me, apparently. The same sickening pink hair always pinned with another black hairpin. The usual red and black uniform and regular sky blue shoulder bag. I see new faces, but I pay no heed, "Because their all the same"

Long ago, I considered myself a scentless flower. Attraction is less, and silence is more in my world. Over the years, I grew to accept who I was in this grand compound, but still, it was never enough. I was always jealous of those who had a bond between each other, for they had happiness I never felt entirely.

As the school bell rang, I noticed all of them laughing with fake smiles. I shortly snicker; familiar façades of similar students I still remember quite sincerely are still there. The popular Miku is still holding hands with the baka Kaito. The energetic Rin and her flirtatious brother Len are still the same, as always, the other would be flirting, while the other tried to pry the female persona away. In addition, of course, the matured Luka is still trying to smack some sense into her boyfriend, Gakupo.

The sight of the blue sky was the very last thing I could recall before I myself enter. Ignoring the countless nonsense from others, I made my regular way. Ignoring whatever intention I had to approach anyone, perhaps they would go away if I tried. I don't know exactly why, but I hate myself for it.

The same, the same, nothing major enough to employ another chaotic year was that evident, yet I still find this situation forever bitter. It was evadable, for the fact that I stayed still oh so close to an empty spot, it stayed like that, for as long as I can remember, wonder if it will be eternally.

Sitting down before anyone notices me, I stare up through the glass windows that barred me from the fresh air that was my only friend. The sky was sunny; the dance of the Sakura's with the wind, an amazing view, and it was all separated from me, but what can I do? It can't be helped; I stay in here, nothing more.

"Good morning Sensei Meiko" I answered, along with a chorus from the other students. She nods, and mentions for us to sit down calmly. Perhaps, I expect for another hit from a senseless lesson, but my guess was far from accurate. For what I saw, was an unfamiliar persona, smiling back at me.

I deny smiling back, quickly turning away, missing what seemed to be a frown. However, I knew the same irises were still on me. "Hello everyone, before anything should happen, I would like you to meet, our newest transferee" I heard sensei Meiko say to the class, even if most of us were ignoring it. The same shade of pink that was similar to mine, and bewildering gold irises, who was he? Surprisingly, an answer was quickly given.

"Everyone meet Yuma, Yuma, welcome to V.O.C.A. University" The attention from whatever the others were doing settled on our newest male persona. I almost gagged, because half of the female persona grew red. Have they become attracted? Then have him if you will, "He has no business towards me anyway," I mumble.

Why is it so hard sometimes? For reality to even, listen to my pleas? Life seems so difficult, for me. I almost fell from my position on my chair, having heard our own teacher giving him the free opinion to choose any seat. Surprisingly, he chose the one next to me. Stopping this mix of feelings and retorts, I avoid his gaze, and that gladiolus smile.

Class was never the same because of that small event that turned into a major out-turn on my own school life. Yuma was certainly different, why? He was the first to ever spark a conversation with me. "Konnichwa, may I know your name Ms.?

Hesitantly, I answer. Those eyes just won't seem to leave. "Hana Mizki, just Mizki is fine" He replied quickly, peachy. "Then it's nice to meet you, Mizki". A red color, why does it seem to blind my vision, is it me? God. Am I blushing?

My immediate reaction was to cover my face with a similar pink fan I always keep with me. Ignoring the light chuckles, I could hear from him. Luckily, a sudden tap from Sensei's Math book caught both of us, then class started.

Thus begins the story started from choosing the alternative.

.3. Lol...I made a little editing to my little fic, since I found the lyrics corny, I removed those...Chap. 2 will be out soon.

WRITTEN IN: MIZKI'S POV.

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