I never created UTAU.
Worry formed in Ruko's eyes when he glanced at the dark sky. He thought he heard footsteps in darkness. From stray animals? Crooks? Ruko didn't want to know. He wondered how he was able to lose track of time during a stroll. He walked down the street at a fast pace and eventually found himself within his home.
Ruko then remembered coffee usually cheering up. After he approached his coffee brewing machine, he smiled. His eyes widened when he dreaded something other than footsteps.
There wasn't any coffee.
THE END