a/n: im just writing what goes through my head.
There is a petite, nameless cafe situated near the edge of a rather small village. This little building stands on its own and faces the busy, air polluted city located in front of it. However, this cafe isn't very aesthetic, being a thirty year old, worn-out building that is simply squarish and made of bricks.
However, for Rin Kagami, it is the most important thing in the world—since, of course, she lives in it. Rin Kagami is an attractive young twenty year old female with a late mother and father, an abusive step-mother, and siblings who she doubts knows about her existence. Even though where she lives is not very pleasing to the eye, Rin finds the food she makes is lucrative thus allowing her to live alone peacefully.
On a completely unrelated note, bypasses are, seemingly, the most wonderful things in the world. It and I quote from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, "allow some people to dash from point A to point B very fast while other people dash from point B to point A very fast. People in point C, being the point directly in between, are often given to wonder what's so great about point A that so many people from point B are so keen to get there and what's so great about point B that people from point A are so keen to get there. They often wish that people would just once and for all work out where the hell they want to be."
Unfortunately, in our tale, Rin Kagami is the "people" that lives in point C.
Len Kagamine is a rather infamous businessman and the heir to the Kagamine Industry, which manufactures roads so cars can get to places faster. Being only twenty-two, he has such insidious and malevolent power that he can make you, your family, your friends and your long-lost siblings disappear with a single stroke of a pen.
He is rather good-looking, with his perfect blonde hair and smirk that can swoon any girl (and sometimes guys), and always in high-spirits.
But today is different.
At eight o'clock this morning, Len Kagamine wakes up with a massive headache. Wearily he stands up from his bed, finds his slippers, wearily walks down the stairs, sees a somewhat familiar blonde female in his kitchen, wearily makes his coffee, and walks back upstairs to his bathroom.
Len takes one last sip of the not-so torrid cappuccino from his mug before taking his toothpaste and toothbrush. Toothpaste—on. He then proceeds to comb his unruly blonde hair. Blonde hair. Len flips through the files in his brain to associate blonde with something. More like a someone. Someone who—
In the next ten seconds, Len is out of the bathroom, rushing towards the kitchen.
a/n: yes it was rushed, but everything will make sense the next chapter
if you haven't figured out yet, its based on The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
well that's all. thank you for reading. much luvs.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HITCHHIKER'S GUIDE TO GALAXY NOR THE VOCALOIDS.