Amu glanced quickly at the clock. "2 am..." she murmured. Turning away from the computer desk, Amu was relieved after having finally finished homework. School life is hard, teachers give you papers to write in a weekend and grade it in another semester, just the usual.

Amu Pov

I placed my laptop to the charger, along with my phone. Right after the cord connected, my lockscreen glowed and a kawaii chibi of madoka flashed. I smiled at the moe-ness.

'Justice is served.'

Ok, this might be late but heres a introductory of this fanfiction's heroine, also considered a useless scum of of society, Hinamori Amu.

I'm a closet otaku.

I wish.

Hinamori Amu, 15 year old weaboo that is too broke to actually buy anime figures and yet too brainless to get even 60s on her report card, attending Seiyo High as a sophomore - honestly my ordinary daily school life isn't even worth being talked about in this story.

As of now, I have a struggle with depression but will laugh at anyone who takes pills just because doctor said so- yolo. - too asian for dis shet.

Anyway, I have only one dream- to follow Hoshino Utau into the gateway of becoming a seiyuu. She's my favorite and is currently voice acting as Nana Mizuki in a show called 'Reality'. Although it's probably impossible since my internet friend Mashiro Rima totally thinks my voice is plain or non-harmony. Sadly, I think so too.

Mashiro Rima, a dear friend since when I was in elementary school. Definitely more experienced than me since she was always reading gag manga. Plus, she loved it so much she went and became a published mangaka. She started with Oresama Teacher and is now working on her more popular series- Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki kun. I must admit it was one of the best mangas I've read in my life since I too love stupid comedy. Not too mention it got animated. Professionals.

I believe at this point I'm even worse than normal fellow weaboos. However, I will not stray from my dream of becoming a voice actor.

That said, oyasumi nasai~

-Next Morning-

I ken not believe this bullshit of having to wake up at 6 in the morning just to attend a prison of poor education called school. It is beyond frivolous.

I turned off the background alarm default noise- 'Onee chan, Ohaiyo! Today is your lucky day~! From your beloved imouto, Ami chan~'

Readers please don't look at me this way. A great man once said "incest is WINCEST." (A/N: hentai -.-)

-at school-

I barely made it on time as I got into my seat just 30 seconds before late bell rang.

(A/N: Oh wait never mind slice of life isn't worth typing)

-3:00 after school-

I watched as people gathered in crowds and head to places like Karoake or Mcdonalds. For some strange reason, I felt like the mc of Watamote. I scowled because none of my friends takes the same train as me and therefore the hour on my way home was spent by listening to anime openings.

I whipped out my nokia, jk, lg phone and turned on shuffle to the tracklist.

Kawashite yakusoku wasurenai yone otogi aishitaimeru-

nope too depressing.

mawari suzuke ru-

NGNL is too last year

Hopstepjumpu, drew,draw,drawn, chip, syrup, whippu

perfect.

I slipped my phone into my jacket pocket. Due to the change in season, I'm wearing a puffy jacket that my mom bought for 200$ off at at Macy's. Still tho, i'd rather be dressed up like afaggot than be frozen to death because of skimpy clothes. My eyes traced the figure of random couples I could se in the dimly lit nightskyish. I wonder how it would be like to be in love. Despite my disgust in how people brag about the half hearted relationship, romance seems like a wonderful thing in anime. Probably because 2d guys don't care if you're 'ugly'.

Things like love feels fluffy and warm at the screen as you cheer for a ship and sob to no end when it sinks. It truly is nice. But yet, it's so far away for a scum like me. As a good for nothing person, I'd pity whoever that could possibly fall for someone like me. I'm really not someone that belongs in a shoujo manga.

In fact, it would be more convenient for me to be someone as cool and distant like Ruri from Nisekoi. I'm not a badass, strong, helpful, kind,or likeable existence.

Just a useless nobody.

Which is why, I hope, that a miracle would happen and I could be alive somehow. I want to be able to voice feelings and expressions that I can't do anything about. This surely is the reason for why my dream is to be a voice actor. Maybe I can be a strong heroine when I'm not.