I guess I just get a little worked up sometimes...or something like that. Miku always tells me to take some pills that she randomly pulls at of her pocket at that very moment. I always dismiss her and say that 'those are stupid'. Only certain things get me worked up and stressed. Most of the time I'm totally fine and I'm your average, hot, pop star. Certain people get me stressed though. Certain people that I shouldn't be thinking about 24-7...

As I walked down the hallway in the school, I turned towards the band room to go check on my guitar and put it back in its case. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed loudly, hoping no one would hear.

When I reached the band room, I stopped in my tracks and stared at Fukase and Oliver curiously. They really are good together. The fans have every right to ship them. They're both so similar and so relatable, basically perfect for each other... I wouldn't be surprised if they got together and became boyfriends...

Fukase wrapped his arms around Oliver and gave him a playful type of hug. They both chuckled a little. My heart throbbed and longed. My heart longed for something I'll never be able to get. It longed for the sweetest love I'd ever be able to receive in my life by the sweetest Vocaloid. Shit. Life isn't fair is it. Sometimes I wish it was.

I grew stressed and nervous, so I decided not to go into the band room. Instead I'll just leave the school right now. I walked slowly and sadly out of the school, slinging my backpack over one shoulder. I unlocked my car and quickly got inside it. I quickly drove myself back to the hotel that all the Vocaloids were staying in at the moment. I went to the food court and ate with Rin, Meiko, and Luka. I didn't speak much, but Rin occasionally made me grin and snicker because she always does.

"Where's Miku at?" Luka questions all of us.

We all shrug. Who knows. She's probably in her office working her butt off on songs and dances. She probably hasn't eaten all day.

"I'm going to go look for her and bring her some crackers," Luka says and smiles.

"Ooo! Count me in on those crackers!" Meiko hollers and they walk off.

Rin and I giggle a little and continue eating our dinner, talking here and there. Before I knew it, I let my eyes drift over to a table far away from mine. Piko, Fukase, and Oliver sat there, cheerfully talking and laughing. They look so happy... My heart shattered and I gulp in sadness. They wouldn't be as happy if I was sitting with them. Fukase had his arm around Oliver's shoulders. What's with him and having his arm on Oliver? Why can't he just keep his hands to himself?

After a few seconds of me full out staring at Oliver and Fukase, a pair of red eyes suddenly started to bore into mine. My eyes locked with Fukase's and my body locks up and tenses. His eyebrows furrow and he gave me a harsh, weird type of stare. I blink and look away from him, looking back down at my food.

I went up to my room and showered, not brushing my hair or doing any of the things I usually do. I was feeling depressed and worthless. I just...feel so stupid and pointless. Everything I do is pointless. Everything I am is pointless. No body cares about me and it's just a fact. They all expect me to be the hot, popular boy who sings of sex and love. Yes, I am that boy but I sing about what I'll never have. I'll never get my crush to notice me. Plus, my love doesn't deserve to know who I am, for I'm nothing that he'll ever want...

"Len?"

Flinching, I spin around wildly and almost yell, but I'm greeted by a pair of soft eyes that make me melt and recoil. Just the way he looks at me, the way he stands there in front of me, the way he talks to me...it's everything I need to live.

"Could I burrow some toothpaste? Mine ran out." Oliver asks softly, his eyes searching mine.

"Yes. Go ahead." I quickly tell him.

"Thank you Len." He says softly.

"Y-You can keep it if you want..." I desperately murmur to him.

"No, no it's okay." Oliver says to me looks into my eyes again. I couldn't help myself but to just stand there, gazing into his eyes. Oliver has always seemed to look directly into my eyes a lot. I've always wondered why. I came up with theories that maybe he looked at my eyes a lot because he is always cautious and scared of me. Another theory was that Oliver always looked for my opinion before he did something. Who knows. Regardless, he makes me melt and feel numb all over.

Oliver grabs my toothpaste and walks out of the bathroom, probably going to another one to brush his teeth. I sigh and gulp down nervousness and stress. I wish I had the strength to ask him how he was or what songs he's making...I wonder if he'd even care if I asked him. He would probably act like he cares. Oliver's such a polite person, it's hard to know if he likes something or doesn't.

After a few minutes, Oliver returns to my bathroom. I didn't notice for I had my hands on the counter and my head was drooped down.

"Len?" His soft voice startled me and I flinched, immediately turning towards him and running a hand through my hair, smoothing it. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, his eyes giving off a weird emotion.

"What? No I'm totally fine. I'm just-just relaxing."

"Oh, are you sure?"

"Y-Yes..." I murmur and take the toothpaste from his hand, our fingers brushing. I just about lost it and love surged through my body. His fingers are so cold, but they're so soft and holy.

"Um, okay." Oliver says and looks down, entwining his fingers in front of him while walking away. I watched him walk down the long hallway and turn towards a door. He waited in front of it for a few seconds, knocking. I stood outside of the bathroom door, curiously watching him. That was a bad choice. Oliver turned his head and our eyes locked from afar. I stared at him and he stared at me. Gulping in nervousness, I watch as Fukase comes out from behind the door. Fukase puts his hand on Oliver's back and nudges him inside. Fukase's eyes meet mine and I saw him glare at me dangerously. I ground my teeth together in fear and frustration.