A/N: I'm back after three months! I had been trying to write a new story but can't seem to do it right until recently...

So here it is! Hope you'll enjoy this story too! :)

Chapter 1: Mikuo loves the rain as long as his laundry is dry

It had been raining for hours. The humidity of the air made the usually cheerful streets look gloomy.

The atmosphere at Senritsu High School was no different. Humid cold air has a negative impact on musical instruments as well as people's moods, worsening the musical theory class going on at Class 2-C.

Hatsune Mikuo tapped his pencil on the blank manuscript paper, his glassy eyes gazing at the scenery outside. He mildly remembered his supposedly drenched laundry he took out to dry this morning. The weather seemed fine then. A bit too breezy, perhaps.

Mikuo went on to think about lunch. Living alone and running low on money, he doesn't have much of a choice. He had been feeding on egg sandwiches for days now. He wondered if Rinto would treat him to some chips.

Rinto, Mikuo's desk-mate and friend, nudged Mikuo. "Teacher's coming," he said, passing his paper to Mikuo. "Take mine."

Mikuo nodded and took Rinto's paper, sliding his blank one over to Rinto. "Thank you," he said, a small smile gracing his face.

The teacher came along soon enough. She looked at the paper on Mikuo's desk. "May I see your paper, Hatsune?"

Mikuo took the paper and held it out while Rinto pretended to write something on the paper on his desk.

The teacher looked through the scribbled notes, then sighed. "You haven't been doing well lately, have you, Hatsune?"

"The rain affected me," Mikuo said truthfully.

"You'll have to redo it." The teacher turned and left.

Mikuo and Rinto quietly exchanged papers once more, heaving sighs of relief.

"Thank you," Mikuo said again.

"No problem." Rinto smiled. "It's tough being Miku's brother, huh?"

Mikuo fingered his bangs. He always does that when he's uneasy. "It is," he agreed.

Rinto nodded, then turned his attention to his paper.

Mikuo focused on the paper as well, swiftly penning in a note. He even managed a little hum.

Rinto was excited by Mikuo's humming. Mikuo doesn't sing, but when he rarely does, it always seemed to excite Rinto. He felt something so special in that voice. Something too wonderful to pass up.

Is that what they call potential?

Rinto finally made up his mind. He's going to turn Mikuo into a singer. It shouldn't be too hard since Rinto is one himself, right?

A/N: There you go! Did you enjoy it? OwO