Disclaimer: Uta no Prince sama doesn't belong to me.

OC: Tsukihara Shiho belong to me.

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Saotome Gakuen.

It is a prestigious vocational performing arts school for those who dreamt to be amazing idols and astonishing composers. The school was found by the legendary idol, Shining Saotome, thanks to his amazing hit single called, "Ai Yue Ni".

This school had produced a lot of amazing idols and composers to the entertainment world, I knew that very well. I knew those amazing people quite well out of sheer luck. I, Tsukihara Shiho, a plain girl that met Shining Saotome out of pure coincidence a year ago, was now standing in front of his private academy, enrolling to be a student.

At that short meeting between Shining Saotome and I, the man had offered a job in Shining Agency after he saw of what I had in me. It was a hot summer day. I was on my holiday. Shining Saotome hadn't given me any description of the job. He only left me his name card, then he was being pulled up again to the sky, to his helicopter. For a girl who didn't exactly have a close friend, or just mostly being avoided by others at school, I didn't have anything to do at the time. So I gave it a thought. I called my parents that lived outside the country and when I had their agreement, I gave Shining Saotome a call. The next thing I knew, I was suddenly a manager of an idol group called Quartet Night.

Thinking about all of those from the top of a tree, while staring into the whole ground of the academy suddenly made me feel slightly lonely and irritated at the same time.

"Let's face it," I muttered to myself under my breath. "This is all Reiji-san's fault."

After a year of being the manager of Quartet Night and kind of became the members personal manager as well somehow, Kotobuki Reiji, the oldest in the group, suddenly found out of my little hobby for singing. Reiji told everyone, who apparently had known it for awhile.

The man then started beaming happily every time I hummed a song or something. I told him to tone down again and again, but of course he didn't. Instead of doing what I asked him to, Reiji told Shining Saotome about my hobby, which later got the old man super hype. A week afterwards, I got a letter of my enrollment in this academy as an idol.

Never in my whole life have I ever thought of being an idol. Not even a second. Like I said before, as a girl who didn't exactly have any friends, or was preferably to be avoided by people who had known me for awhile, I have zero social skill. When I pointed this to Reiji, he retorted with the fact that I had a pretty good interaction skill with strangers when I was working as their manager.

That retort actually made sense. But then I pointed out again that it was because they were strangers, they didn't know her and she didn't know them. If they probably knew how I am as they get to know me better, they would probably avoid me too. I could be very distant, cold sometimes too, but all of those was nothing compared to the fact that I have this talent to be able to read people's mind.

Something like that wasn't supposed to be real, even I knew that. My auntie said that it was a miracle to have such a "sensitive hearing". But in a far, dark corner of my heart, I have to admit that I despised this talent so much. Then again, on another part, I was thankful to have it. With such "sensitive hearing" I was able to know the truth. I learnt a lot about different kind of people.

Sighing exasperatedly, I jumped down from the tree. I took my backpack, then squared my shoulders. "All right," I said to myself, looking straight ahead at the sight laid in front of me. "You can do this Shiho." And then I departed to the school building.


Today was Sunday. Students supposed to be going out or stayed in their dorm room all day for all I care, but guess what? I was wrong.

As soon as I entered the school building, every pair of eyes in the hallway was fixed on me. Guys stared down at me from head to toe, while girls whispered to their friends, asking who I was and also, the most asked questions; "Is she a girl or a boy?"

I could assure all of you that I am a girl. It was just that my appearance kind of made me looked like a boy. I had a raven, short hair and these mysterious, dark-blue eyes (Reiji's words, not mine). I rarely wear skirt too, which made my family claim that I was tomboyish. But I wouldn't call myself a tomboy just because of that. It was just I find it more comfortable to wear pants than skirts.

This feels like being the new girl in Shining Agency all over again, I thought, my eyes looking down, trying to avoid all of those staring. I swear I'm going to punch Reiji the next time I meet him.

"Move, move!"

My thought of getting revenge stopped when I heard those urgent scream. But when I looked up and was about to move, it was already too late. Someone ran straight at me, knocking me down to the floor. Great, just what I needed.

"Ouch! That hurts…" I heard the same voice from before, but closer than before. When I opened my eyes after the fall, I saw a blonde with pinkish-tint haired boy on the floor as well, grunting as he rubbed his back. "Damn that hurts!

I blinked, trying to remember his familiar face.

"Hey, are you okay?" The boy asked, blue eyes staring at me with worry. "It's my fault. I'm so sorry."

Ah, he's Kurusu Syo.

"Hey," He pulled out his nail-painted hand for me. "Are you listening? Did you get hurt or something?"

"No," I immediately answered, taking his hand as well. He pulled me up, slowly. "Thanks."

"You sure you're okay?" He asked me again, blonde brows furrowed.

"I'm fine." I answered, then glanced down at our still holding hands. "You can let go my hand now."

Syo looked down at our linked hands then abruptly withdrew his from mine, hiding them behind his back. "Sorry, I really didn't mean to—"

I sighed. "You apologized too much," I adjusted the strap of my bag around my shoulder. "It's really nothing to worry about."

"W-well, the way you're saying things just sounded like you…" His voice suddenly went down. Then there was this spark of realization in his blue eyes. "Wait, hey, I never see you before. Are you new?"

"Apparently, I am." I said half-heartedly, thinking of how I could be spending my time next to Ai at this moment. "I'm also heading to the teachers office. I still haven't figured out where it is, so can you tell me the way?"

"Sure!" Syo answered. "Just go straight from here, then by the end of the hall, you turn—"

"Syo-chaaann!"

Syo stopped when he heard the happy, excited voice calling him from across the hall. Syo shivered in fear. He turned around, looking at his back. I peeked from behind him and saw a tall young man with platinum-blonde hair, running towards them. Syo was ready to move, but the other boy had gotten here first and tackled him down. I stepped away from the two figures and did nothing else but stare.

From up close like this, I could see that the young man was wearing a pair of glasses. He was smiling happily as Syo struggle from his hold. I know this young man too; Shinomiya Natsuki.

Natsuki lifted his gaze at me, green eyes glittering with happiness. "Konnichiwa," He smiled warmly at me.

"Hello." I greeted him back.

"Natsuki! Let go!" Syo shouted, still struggling and groaning. "I was in the middle of helping him!"

I blinked, surprised. Did Syo just refer to me using him?

Natsuki blinked as well, seeming confused by Syo's words. "Him?" Natsuki got up while he still holding Syo close. His green eyes were staring at me from head to toe. "Syo-chan, I don't think she's a boy." I was surprised to hear him said that. For a moment there Natsuki seemed to wonder whether I was a boy or a girl, but guess he found out, unlike Syo. Shouldn't my voice at least gave it away?

"Huh?!" Syo blurted out. He looked from Natsuki to me, then back to Natsuki again. "No. No, no, no. That's just – you're a girl?"

I nodded.

"See?" Natsuki smiled down at Syo, then his eyes went up again to met with mine. "For a moment there I really thought you were a very cute and beautiful boy." He explained. "I'm very sorry if it was rude of me."

"Ah, no, it's okay, it happened all the time." I assured him. "People usually do that. Even Syo was contemplating whether I'm a girl or a boy in his head when he bumped me."

"Wait!" Syo gasped. "How did you know that?"

I fell quiet, trying to find a reason, but instead I changed the topic and asked for the direction to the teacher office again. Syo protested, but Natsuki let the question hung and told me the direction. I bowed and thanked them and fled as fast as I could.

"Maybe next time Syo. Next time." I whispered to myself.


This is the first re-written chapter of this fanfiction! Don't forget to review and comment~