Seven Love Letters

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[LUKA]

I lost her.

That was all I could think.

"Miku…"

She grasped a crumpled piece of paper in her clenched hand, inhaling a shaky breath, her tear-filled teal eyes hidden under her bangs. I couldn't even look at the small girl in front of me.

"Luka, how could you?" It was almost inaudible. I listened to the way her voice cracked. I wish I didn't.

The room was so still and deathly quiet that it seemed like every noise had been absorbed into the white walls which were slowly closing in. The painful ticks of the clock was what shattered what would've been complete silence. That, and the pounding of my heart contrasted to my body, frozen in place and unable to move a muscle.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I wanted to cry and scream and just say something, but nothing came out. I choked on the pain in the absence of words.

"I…"

"Luka, I trusted you!"

A tear rolled down her cheek, and I couldn't kiss it away this time.

It was as if a thousand words were hanging there, lingering in the dead air, none of them coming to mind. The ones that did, I couldn't say.

All I could think was, I'm sorry, Miku… I'm so sorry…

She dropped the note. The door slammed. It landed face-up on the ground. I was alone, alone with those five words scribbled in my writing in blue pen, a blatant lie staring back at me.

"I love you, Hatsune Miku."

Now, how did everything end up like this, you ask?

Well, it all started on a Monday in early September, a day with nothing special and everything to hold…

The clock on the wall ticked by at an agonizingly slow pace as the teacher's words rolled out like a waterfall, streaming sentences like they did every year at the start of the school year, simply fading past my apathetic mind. I could tell the students around me tried their best to pay attention, but spotted a few caving in as they subtly slipped out their phones beneath their desks or doodled on their notebooks or even buried their heads in their arms and fell asleep.

I sat towards the back in my homeroom, impatiently waiting out the last class of the shortened first day of school, instinctively checking the time every few moments, hoping more time had passed and disappointingly realizing only thirty seconds slipped by.

Lily sat two desks away on my right. I tried to catch my best friend's eye, noticing her icy blue orbs were narrowed, staring down, likely looking at her phone. The blond girl glanced over and rolled her eyes playfully towards the teacher, who was still rambling on—something about attitude and proper high school behavior now—and I gave a quiet giggle back.

I sighed disinterestedly, propping my arm up on the desk by my elbow and resting my cheek on the back of my hand. Suddenly, I snapped out of my daze as the teacher stopped pacing around with his repetitive lectures and announced something.

"It seems she's arrived," he commented, finally concluding the boring speeches. A few heads turned to look at the front of the room as a turquoise-haired girl I've never seen before walked shyly through the door, trying not to make eye contact with all the unfamiliar gazes. I tilted my head curiously as I took in the image of her.

She had a petite build, and was at least a few inches shorter than me. Her sleek hair almost reached down to her ankles, kept in two long pigtails, and she had wide teal eyes that fit her hair color quite nicely. Her gaze was fixated on the ground as our teacher put a hand on her shoulder comfortingly, telling the class something about her just moving to this city and to make her feel welcome.

Hatsune Miku. That's who she had introduced herself as. The name was etched in my mind.

I could hear some girls whispering and see a few boys eyeing her while smirking at their friends as the new girl walked quietly to the vacant desk right in front of mine and sat down. I had to admit, she was quite cute, but she didn't seem like the type of person I would be associated with.

Class felt long and achingly slow. Lily excused herself to use the restroom in the middle of class and never came back. I almost considered it, but I was definitely not one to ditch, especially not on the first day. I retained my good student image. I waited the class out, in the meantime staring at Miku's delicate movements, the way her long pigtails swayed gently with every action she made. She was pure, pretty in that soft and graceful but slightly childish way.

For some reason, this girl interested me.

I always made sure I was kind and polite to new students, to make a good impression, perhaps. Nearly all the students have at least heard of me. Lily was very popular, that was for certain. Everybody knew her. So were most of her friends. As I became close friends with them, I wasn't even aware of all the new people who started noticing me. Maybe some people liked the attention—they did—but me, not as much. None of the attention was from anyone I really wanted it to be from anyway.

The sudden sound of the bell ringing was almost the most relieving noise all day. I barely stood up when I heard the teacher's voice booming over the loud clanging of chairs and students whooping excitedly, telling us to sit down again or we'll all have detention.

"The bell doesn't dismiss you, I do" was perhaps the worst sentence ever spoken at that moment.

Shutting out the groaning and irritated retorts of the students as they had no choice but to obey the teacher, I slid my phone out silently when I felt a short buzzing vibration in my pocket.

A text from Lily flashed on the bright screen as I opened it: Meet me and the others in front of the school after class ends. Ur not busy right? Bc I have a fun idea ;)

I quickly made a mental note of that while I hid my phone again to avoid the teacher possibly taking it away. I didn't even realize I never responded to her as I stepped out of the classroom after we were finally dismissed, vanished away into the large swarm of students filling every corner of the hallways, and faintly noticed two wide teal eyes glancing in my direction before I got lost amidst the commotion of everything again.

A/N: Heeeeeeello everybody! :) I'll try to avoid putting too many A/Ns because I believe it takes away from the story. But this was just a fun plot that popped into my mind. This story will switch POVs between Luka and Miku, and perhaps even other characters if it comes to that. I'll leave the rating at T, because this will contain some innuendoes, hints at adult themes, and course language, but nothing too explicit.

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