Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid in any way.
Prologue
The waiting room was bustling with actors; Hatsune Miku was one of them. She was nervous, her knees shivering. The pressure inside the room was almost suffocating. Honestly, she didn't know why people were sitting in the waiting room, practicing their lines and singing the songs. They only got to audition if the director Gakupo handpicked them and Miku knew she was a long shot. There were many candidates for the role of Phoebe Montague:
There was SeeU, the Korean-Japanese who was the middle of a circle of chairs, she was telling her story of training under a popular Korean Pop label. At first, she seemed shy, a wallflower. Miku, then, realized she just needed the right polishing to truly shine. When she started to sing though, there was a slight accent in her voice.
Lily, a distant relative of the director, was also a solid candidate. She had a strong voice and sharp looks. The teal-haired girl thought she would better suit an antagonist than Phoebe, but then she'd never seen the full extent of Lily's acting prowess. She had, however, heard her in live performances. Her voice was emotional enough to make people tear up.
Last but not least, there was the acting-Phoebe: Gumi Kamui, the director's cousin. She was a cute girl with short, green hair. She always smiled at everyone, never showing contempt despite being accused of nepotism by the critics. For some reason, she was sent back here by Gakupo. Maybe he wasn't satisfied with her performance. The director always had his complex for perfection. Gumi didn't once show a frown.
A waiting auditioner knocked hard on the door to make an announcement. "Everyone, Director Luka Megurine is coming this way!"
The room was in chaos. Everyone held on to their scripts and started doing lip rolls.
Gumi shifted in her seat, Gakupo had already handpicked a Phoebe just minutes after he demoted her to alternate. She wondered who the lucky girl would be.
"I heard the director trashed her," a girl behind Gumi sneered.
"Really? His own cousin? That's harsh!" Another one replied, sniveling.
Gumi decided to ignore their rude comments. She understood Gakupo's craving for perfection, and she didn't mind it. She didn't think Phoebe Montague was her role after all, it belonged to someone else. Someone more dedicated, someone like that teal-haired girl in the corner… didn't she star in a high school production? Gumi decided to approach her and spark a conversation, but she walked to the comfort room in a hurry. Cold feet, huh? Gumi internally giggled.
-end of prologue-
A/N: Yeah, I decided to rewrite the prologue. Please enjoy this fanfiction!