=-Chapter 1-=
Len's POV
It was kind of sad…Being alone..
The Summer Festival was a year-round holiday celebrated by everyone here in Tokyo, Japan..It always was best celebrated with ..a date..? "This is the first I've heard of this!" I yelled at my Mother.
"Len-kun, this is the first you've heard of because you've just turned 17. People at ages 15 and under do not need a date.." my mother replied. "But, Okaasan, I don't know any girls!"
"There's always Rin."
"We look too much alike, it's weird!"
"Len-kun, just get her a love letter. That way, she won't know who it's from. Just..state it like this; 'Dear Rin, Hello! I am your secret admirer..I would like you to meet me at the Summer Festival. You will know me then. Love, S.A. (Secret Admirer)', or something like that." I went crazy after she thought of this.
"But, it'll never work out..She's moving away in a year.." I broke the news to her quietly and full of sadness and despair.
"You have time, maybe long distance can work.. Just send her a letter, will you?! Those teases at age 3 weren't fake!"
Let me explain this…Rin Megurine and her sister Luka Megurine have been my friends since..well, birth. Ever since then, both of them have been developing..crushes..and other stuff like that. Luka has a boyfriend, though. Gakupo Kamui. I liked Luka, but I thought she would be better with Gakupo-kun. So henceforth, I had to move on to..Rin..We looked too alike, so I thought it was weird at first.. but..-You know, here's my story.
I began writing. 'Dear-' Wait…She doesn't have a lot of friends who are boys..She might know! Grr, why can't you make more friends who are boys, Rin! I couldn't begin to think of a nickname. Dear..Uh…Sweetcakes-Wait, no, too much. Dear R.M.? Her initials aren't even better. Dear…Megurine-san? Noo.. Luka might get the letter! Dear..Flower..She's as pretty as a flower! It works. 'Dear Flower, I am writing to you to ask you if you would like to come with me to the Summer Festival. I'm your new secret admirer. 3 I hope you will attend. Love, S.A. (Secret Admirer.)' That works best..I hope. I thought. I put the letter into an envelope, and stuck it in the Mailbox.
The Next Day
I hope she got the letter.. I thought. "LENN-KUNN!" My mother shouted, making me jump out of bed in a flash "W-WHAT?! IS THERE A ROBBER?!" I called panicking. "Go get the mail for me, please?" she popped her head in my room, making me stare at her blankly. "Why me? Can't Otoosan do it?" I replied. "He already went to work, he has to travel all the way to Shibuya Station, don't you forget it!" I groaned and got up gradually and scurried my way to the bathroom. I took a quick bath, put on my clothes and ran out to the mailbox.
IT'S. SO. HOT. I was literally SCREAMING in my mind. I could SEE the heat coming from the sun. As I took out the mail, I looked at the letters. Is there any from Rin? I frantically went through every piece of mail. Reading every name, I saw one name that stood out, one that I never knew.
"Who in the world is Miku Hatsune..? Is this addressed to me?" That's when I never knew, this girl would change my life.
Miku's POV
I was just being like an ordinary girl. The only thing was, I wasn't ever excited about the festival. Learning from my old friends, they said at Age 16, you can get a date.
"Wait..How come not even ages 15 and under?"
"Because, my Okaasan told me that ages 15 and under don't need a date, baka!"
I was remembering the moment that her friends teased her when they were younger, explaining during the Summer Festival, it's more exciting and enthusiastic with a date. I am 16 now, so I was able to get a date..Or…not.
As I sulked in my bed, I heard a yelling downstairs. "W-What…baka, get a weapon, there might be a murderer.." I whisper to myself.
I grabbed my chopsticks, considering I was panicking, and ran downstairs.
I slipped, and fell all the way down. "Baka, Miku-chan!" and I noticed the door was being knocked on, and a man yelling for the door to be answered.
Oh, right! I don't have a mailbox.
I ran to the door, stumbling as I had just fallen and hit my head on the ground.
"Mail for.. Miku Hatsune..?"
"Looking right at her."
The man gave the mail to me, and I looked through the letters.
"Who's..A heart on this mail..who is this from?"
"I asked the mailman, but he just walked away, as he hadn't wanted to tell me about who it was from."
My heart skipped a beat as I heard my brother, Mikuo, yelling.
"MIKUU! WHERE'S THE SOAPS!"
Ugh.. I groaned, as I realized my brother was home, too, as he was just taking a bath, he must of hadn't heard the mailman raging at the door.
"…Mikuo, they're at the sink, baka-head!"
I rolled my eyes and sat on the couch. I stared at the letter, reading the envelope to check who it is from.
'Rin Megurine 10582 4 Fairway Drive'
"…Oh-Wait.."
I first had thought that it was just a wrong address, but it was specifically here. When I checked the website when me and Mikuo moved here after our parents died, nobody had lived in this house since 2002.
Wait, but nobody has lived here since 2002, it's 2015 now, no way that someone has given a letter from before the year 2002! That's impossible!
Turns out, it was just the wrong address. I read who it was from, so I could send the letter, another letter stating it's the wrong address, but when I read it, it only said 'Secret Admirer' and the address, '10582 9 Fire Lane'.
I began to write a letter, running upstairs.
'Dear Secret Admirer Person, Whoops, I think you have sent this letter to the wrong person. Please send it to the right-' I stopped there and checked the name. 'Rin Megurine, for I am Miku Hatsune. I really apologize, even though it is not me. I haven't read the love-' I stopped. Maybe..I should read the letter?-NO! That would be invading this person..and Rin Megurine's privacy!-But it looks like a love letter..I'll check after. 'letter, so I will send the letter back to you the way I found it. Is it okay if I meet you in the park sometime? I would like to know who you are. Fondly, Miku Hatsune'
"Miku-chan….Baka." I never had even a thought, prediction, or sense that this person..Would change my life..for the better good.
