And first route is...
LenxYandere!Oliver
And since this shota is going yandere mode obviously there's going to be plenty of gore and horror, so, you have been warned.
Also, a bit of foreshadowing: Oh, so that's what happened to his eye... Never mind, there is just a lot of foreshadowing in general, but can you catch all of them?
"I think this is... black tea?" Len tilts his head to the side in a bit of confusion.
"Well, whatever it is, the flavor is a bit bland..." Len said, while looking through the cabinets for something to add to the tea.
Maybe something sweet, like honey and sugar... he grabs the jars of honey and sugar and throws a random amount of each into the tea.
After mixing the honey and sugar together with the tea, he drinks it and can't help but wince.
The honey and sugar added a very nice sweetness to the tea at first, but then the sweetness became so overwhelming that it practically killed off the taste of the black tea. Maybe he should have paid more attention to how much he should have added.
Talk about scary... Len sweated.
"Good morning, Len." He turns around and sees a blond boy in what seemed like a sailor outfit. The boy was smiling (he probably had a better morning then Len).
"Er, who are you...?" he asks hesitantly.
"You don't remember me?" the boy asks, suddenly looking sad, "I-I see..."
"S-Sorry!" Len suddenly blurted, guilt already getting to him.
"It's okay!" the boy walks over to Len, "Since it's you, I'll forgive you!"
"Right..." Len blushes a bit, noticing how cute the boy is, "So, y-you're name?"
"Oliver! I'm the new Vocaloid!" Oliver smiles softly.
"You have really nice eyes..." Len mutters in awe.
Oliver had large, round, honey-gold eyes. The color of his eyes complimented his pale blond hair and outfit very well.
"Eh...? R-Really?" Oliver blushes and twiddles around with his fingers in embarrassment, "Thank you..."
"S-Sorry! I just said something weird!" he blurted again.
"You don't have to apologize so much. I'll forgive you no matter what, okay?"
"Okay..." Len mutters, taking a sip of the black tea and wincing again at the sweetness, "Man am I an idiot..." Len mutters under his breath.
"Oh, is that black tea?" Oliver looks at the yellow cup in Len's hand.
"Yeah, VY1, or Mizki, probably made it for me before she left," he then sighs, "It was pretty bland to me, so I added a random amount of honey and sugar but that decision totally killed off the taste of the black tea."
"Can I have it then?" Oliver asked.
"You sure? When I say extremely sweet, I mean it!"
"M-hm. I have a sweet tooth so don't worry about it."
"If you say so..." Len murmurs as he hands the cup of tea to Oliver.
"I'm gonna go see if we still have any bags of snacks," Len said while walking off with Oliver following him.
"Len, do you hate sweet stuff?" Oliver asked as he takes a sip of the tea.
"Mm, not quite, but I wouldn't say I have a sweet tooth like you."
"What about sweet romantic stuff?"
"Dunno, I've never been in a relationship before or had a crush on anyone."
"What about me?"
"Eh?!" Len exclaimed, turning to Oliver.
"Do you like me?" Oliver blinked a few times as he took another sip.
"Er- well- uh-!" Len stuttered.
"Well, we already indirectly kissed so it doesn't matter!" Oliver exclaimed happily.
"Eh?!" Len yelled. How does he say all of this without blushing?!
"We're home!" Mizki yelled from the door.
"Oh, welcome home!" Oliver runs over to the entrance.
"What..." Len blinked in pure confusion.
"WAH! MY EGGPLANT!"
"Shoot."
*Knock, knock*
The next day, Len woke up to the sound of knocking.
"Whoizit?" Len asked groggily as he got up and opened the door.
He looked down to see a small box on the floor.
Len bends down and picks up the box.
The box was no bigger than his palm. It was yellow and tied with a white ribbon that had a little tag that read "For Len" on it. Nothing less, nothing more. He never knew that there was such a present that could be as small or even smaller than a palm.
He unties the ribbon, letting it fall onto the floor and opens the box.
For a second, he almost stopped breathing and widened his eyes when he saw what was inside.
"AAAHHHH!"
"What kind of sick joke is this?!" Meiko yelled, staring at the box in disgust.
"I don't know, but why is that a present?" Luka asked.
"How should I know! I just opened the door to find it there!" Len yelled.
"Well giving an eye as a present seems like a really yandere present," Miku pointed out.
There was a moment of silence.
Then they all turned to Miku.
"H-Hey! Just because I do yandere songs doesn't mean I'm yandere!" Miku protested.
"What about that song 'Monopolized Romance'?" Rin asked suspiciously.
"It's not like Len did it out of his will! And if we're talking about yandere songs wouldn't you and Luka count too?!" Miku pointed to said vocaloids.
"Nah, Luka's more of a tsundere." Everyone else said in unison.
"H-Hey!" Luka yelled.
As the Vocaloids got off topic (again) the door opened.
"I'm back!" Oliver called from the door, but due to everyone and the three divas pointing and accusations they couldn't hear his soft voice. Well, only Len heard because he knew that they would continue to get off topic until this topic appeared the next day again.
"Welcome ba-!" Len widened his eyes when he saw that Oliver had bandages covering his left eye.
"Is something wrong, Len?" Oliver asked.
"Y-You're eye..." Len started trembling.
"Hm? Oh, this?" Oliver pointed to the bandages, "This was for the photo shoot I was at, see, the bandages are part of my official design on my box art."
Len bit the bottom of his lip, unsure about what Oliver said.
M-Maybe it's the truth, but I'm pretty sure the eye's iris was that same gold color...
"Do you think I'm lying for some reason?" he takes the bandages off and opens his left eye. It was perfectly fine.
"O-Oh..." Len sighs in relief.
"Trust me, Len. There's no way I'd ever lie to you," Oliver smiled that same innocent smile.
"Sorry, this morning just wasn't the best again..." Len tried to smile.
Right, I shouldn't skip to conclusions like that so easily...
"Are you hanging out with Oliver?" Mizki noticed that for the past few hours Oliver was practically following Len like a duckling.
"Yeah," Len said.
Mizki motioned her hand for Len to come over to her.
"I'll be back in a sec," Len told Oliver.
"M'kay!" Oliver said.
Len quickly walked over to the porch that Mizki was sitting on to take in the fresh air.
"He seems quite attached to you," Mizki giggled.
"You think?" Len turned back to Oliver, who seemed to be watching his bird, James, sing a little tune.
"Sort of like a love-struck attachment."
"Eh?!" Len grew flustered.
"Hey, hey, don't you think he might have a crush on you?" Mizki whispered, but not really.
"M-Mizki!" Len yelled, worried that Oliver might here.
"Do you like him in return?"
"That's it! This conversation is over!" Len ended, still blushing as red as a tomato.
"I'm rooting for you!" Mizki shouted as Len stomped away in embarrassment.
Gonna have to start calling her Matchmaker Mizki!
"Is something wrong?" Oliver asked as James flew away, probably to find some seeds or worms.
"Nothing!" Len huffed as he took a turn with Oliver starting to follow him again.
*Knock, knock*
The next day, Len's eyes shot open, feeling a high sense of déjà vu.
He took a deep breath as he walked over to the door with firm steps and slowly opened the door.
Another present.
Len slowly bent down and picked up the present, except, it was a different shaped box.
Width wise, the same as his palm. Length wise, however, was at most as long as chopsticks. It was a yellow box still, with that same white ribbon, along with the same small tag: "For Len".
The question was: Will it be the same present?
Only one way to find out.
He slowly undid the ribbon, letting it fall to the floor again, and opened the box while closing his eyes shut.
Len slowly forced one of his eyes opened and saw...
A hair pin.
