Somethings belong to me. Vocaloid is not one of them.
RIN'S POV
I was told when I was little if you were to fold one thousand paper cranes, you would receive one wish. Being a child, I thought this feat was one only achieved in dreams, one that was impossible. Seeing as I couldn't even fold a crane right at the time, I thought it would take a lot of small miracles to fold one thousand of them.
Fold here, now bring the point around here. There, that's right. Paper cranes, so elegant, what people think of when they think 'origami'.
Fastening the crane onto a string, I hold it in front of me, rotating the string in my fingers, making the folded creature swing around this way and that.
Jumping into my lap, my cat half-heartedly batted at the crane. I smiled down at the cat that was dead set on getting the folded paper away from me.
I continued to twirl the crane. The cherry blossom pattern didn't seem to fit, too pink, too flowery, too unrealistic.
I hung the crane from a fake bonsai tree on my desk. Mom won't let me keep a real one, "Too much work" she says.
I take out another piece of origami paper. This one was brown. Yellow lines were randomly placed throughout the paper, white flowers also adorning it.
Fold into a rectangle, unfold, make a perpendicular fold.
The folding process had become a second nature, I had done it some many times.
Unfold again, turn paper over, fold into a triangle.
I faintly remembered trying to fold one as a child. My hands to reckless and unsure, the opposite of mine now.
Unfold again, fold another diagonal, turn paper over.
Books had never helped me, the instructions were always confusing and most of the time you had to skip around in the book to find how to make certain folds.
Bring corners together, align the square, bring the right corner of top flap to the middle.
There was a boy about my age I had known. He could fold the most beautiful cranes. I would watch as his childish hands expertly folded the paper, creasing it in all the right places.
Repeat on the left, fold down top corner, unfold.
He gave the crane to me, then told me that if someone folded one thousand paper cranes, they would be granted one wish. I had said I didn't believe him because it was impossible, but he still believed.
Take the bottom corner and fold along the horizontal crease, bring outer edges to the middle and flatten, repeat on other side. Fold the edges to the middle crease, repeat on the other side, turn the flap like a book page, do the same on the other side, take the bottom tips and fold to the top on either side, turn flap like a book again, repeat on other side, fold down the wings, fold the head, pull out head and tail. Complete.
And, eventually, I believed him too.
A/N: This is like a prologue, maybe?