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Prologue

She stood still in front of the lockers while gripping the pink envelope tightly. Her face looked nervous and she was looking to the right and left a few times to check if there was no one around. The girl gulped a bit, staring at the locker again before move her hands quickly.

She opened the locker, before literally throwing the letter inside. Then she closed it as fast as she could, and breathed out in relief.

I wish she would read the letter.

The girl, the teal haired girl, wished earnestly.

...

Her name is Megurine Luka. She has beautiful face, gorgeous body, and smart brain. Not to mention, she was kind, likes to smile a lot, and very humble. In short, she was perfect. In short, it was her admirer would say.

However, that's not all about her. That's not all about the pink haired girl, who was now standing in front of her locker, while wearing the same expression she always wore. The pinkette did not even surprise when she'd seen the letter, with pink envelope like her hair, in there along with her shoes.

"What's that? Love letter?" Her friend with long yellow hair asked her, peering inside through her shoulder, while smiling lightly. "How many had you gotten until now?"

"I don't know," the pinkette shrugged, didn't really care. She picked the letter, glancing it slightly before put it in her pocket. She then left the place without realize the eyes that keep staring at her.

The eyes that belong to one of her admirers who has teal hair and teal eyes.

...

"Ah wait a minute."

At courtyard without anyone else on sight, Luka stopped for a second, pick the letter in her pocket, before throw it to the bin without hesitation. Her friend beside her just stood there, waiting, already accustomed with her behavior.

"Like usual," she snicker. "Don't bother to check the sender and read it, huh?"

"Too much trouble," the pinkette answered coldly while walking, continue her way to home.

"I pity your fans," the blonde laughed before following her friend.

Behind a tree, the teal haired girl stood weakly with blank expression on her face. A few seconds, and her tears could be seen flowing down on her cheek.


Few years later...

Her name is Hatsune Miku. She was a writer. A successful writer. She had given birth to many books, bestseller books, which had turned into movie. She mostly wrote romance that mixed with other genres. Sometimes fantasy, sometimes horror, thriller, or anything she got the idea for. Though, she had tendencies to write angst with the ending that could make even baby cry.

The teal haired girl was famous as 'heart-broken author' since her story likes to tell about one-sided love that never returned. Her editor once asked her to write some happy-romance like vanilla because of some fans letter they received, however what he got was the contrary. It was short story about a boy who confessed to her crush and gotten rejected, he then make a deal with demon to revenge his heartbreak and the ending well... yeah... the girl died along with the boy's sanity.

The story was popular, though, so her editor couldn't really complain about it. Moreover, fans call that story as the darkest story she had ever written, and even named it as her masterpiece.

Even though it was just a random scribble, she had written to annoy her editor. The tealette didn't know what's her fans thinking when they read it, seriously.

But well.. It was not important to think about. At least not now, when she was standing in the presence of a woman with flowing pink hair on her back and blue sparkling eyes. She was, of course, none other than Megurine Luka. An actress. Or her crush, few years ago.

"Her name is Megurine Luka. Well.. I bet you already know it, right? She is famous, after all."

Miku didn't say anything. She was not even paying attention to Gumi (noted, the green haired girl was the director who made Miku's book into movie) who busied herself by introducing that woman to her. Her ears were blocking any other sound around her while she was trying to process the event that occurred. It was like that until the pink haired woman smiled at her while saying, "Nice to meet you, Hatsune-san" with gentle and soft voice.

The teal haired girl flinched slightly, trying to resist the urge to said, "It's not nice at all" to the woman in front of her, with all her might. Poor her. Maybe the boy in her story was actually adapted from her own grieving... few years ago, that is.


Uhh yeah. Sorry. I couldn't resist writing this story. The first part was actually an idea for something else(not fanfic), but then I wanted to write the continuation and here we are. Miku and Luka again. Well... I hope you enjoyed this like I enjoyed writing this chapter (except for the first part lol).

So, review and tell me what'd you thought about it?