So this is a new type of style for me. Usually I go along the story line but in this one I'm doing kind of before Mikoto dies and everything gets accelerated. So I hope you find this alright. I'm not going by the manga.

Chapter 1:

Keiko Miura was excited. She felt her future was brighter than ever and nothing could change her thought about it. She thought that nothing could make her future go wrong.

As she walked away from the principal after receiving her diploma, she felt complete and content. She had graduated with good enough grades and she had finally figured out what she wanted to do, which was music. She may not know exactly what type of music she wanted to go to, she just knew that music was what was calling to her. She had taken music classes ever since she was in middle school and it felt good to her. Learning how to play instruments was something that made her feel accomplished. Singing was something that made her happy. Being around music made her a better person, even if it was irritating from time to time. It was something that stuck with her the most throughout her life, unlike other things.

She wasn't a math genius like some other kids and her language class wasn't the best along with history and science, but she did excel in the one thing she loved the most... music.

Music was her only friend in the world. She couldn't seem to keep her friends since all she would do is scare them away by talking too much. But, she couldn't help it. Whenever she had a new friend she didn't know what to do or say so she'd talk too much or say something wrong that would end the friendship too soon for her liking.

Keiko was a fairly built girl at the age of 17. Height of 5'6", a little tanner than the rest of the Japanese population, brown almost. Only one of her parents were Japanese, and that was her mother. Her father was of a brown complexion which is why Keiko was tanned. She had curly dark brown hair up to her shoulders. During her junior year she cut her hair. It used to be down to her waist but she felt she needed to change somehow, and she chose her hair to be the main subject of change. She had shining brown eyes that could easily light up anyone's day if they just looked into them. And she had a pretty fair personality... to most at least.

If a person was on her good side she could come off as loving, caring, fun and funny. But if someone decided to piss her off... it was their bad luck. Keiko has a short temper and is not afraid to tell the truth, even if it meant hurting the persons feelings. And her language skills weren't the best. Meaning, in almost every sentence she said she had some form of curse word. But she wouldn't want to change herself too much just for the sake of having friends. It was something that she strongly felt. If no one could accept her, then they didn't deserve to be with her.

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A month after Keiko graduate from Ashinaka High School, she found herself walking around the streets of Shizume City. It was almost her birthday and she realized she had no one to share it with. The day was July 21st, which meant that her birthday was just four days away, looming over her shoulder as if running to try to catch up to her.

Keiko's parents were on a business trip to America for another 2 months which meant she was going to have to celebrate her birthday alone, again. She didn't mind, however, because she knew that even though they weren't here they would still find a way to celebrate her birthday, even if it was through thoughtless presents or a voice message with only two words.

Keiko also couldn't believe that she was turning 18 soon. Everyone else that she knew had turned 18 before they graduated and she felt like the runt of the litter. But now she could be called an adult and not be mocked by everyone that knew her.

Walking down the street Keiko came to a stop at a small cafe. She walked in and a bell run signalling the shop owner that another customer had entered.

The smell of coffee made Keiko scrunch her nose in distaste, but soon the smell of pastries knocked out the bitter smell and replaced it.

Sitting down after ordering a lemonade and an egg sandwich, Keiko turned on her phone to look at the time.

1:26... I still have time... she thought.

"Keiko!" the worker yelled.

Keiko got up to get her order and sat down ready to eat it when the bell to the front door rung. Being sat in a spot that faced the door directly, she couldn't help but look up at the figure entering the shop. When she did she saw a boy who looked maybe a bit older than her and had light brown hair and brown eyes. In er eyes he looked adorable.

Awe... he looks like a puppy..

Keiko went back to her food and took a bite out of her egg sandwich. She was halfway through it when the boy that came in sat across from her, still smiling that bright smile.

"Hi miss!"

"Hello..."

"I'm sorry for bothering you," he began, "but I couldn't help but notice a pretty lady like yourself sitting here all by herself."

Keiko eyed him suspiciously, not being able to tell if he was flirting or complimenting her.

"It's fine. I don't really mind."

"You don't talk much do you? It's alright. My name's Tatara Totsuka, what's yours?"

The tone of his voice made Keiko believe that he was just trying to be friendly. It made her less wary of the situation she was in.

"Keiko Miura."

"That's such a pretty name. If you don't mind me asking, but what are you doing here all by yourself?"

"I was walking around and I decided to stop here..."

The conversation stopped short with Keiko's short and vague answers, allowing Keiko to finish her sandwich and lemonade. After she was done with her food, Tatara began talking again.

"Do you wanna meet some of my friends? They're really nice once you get to know them."

His eyes grew in a pleading manner. Keiko wiped her mouth with her napkin and raised her eyebrows in doubt.

"How do I know that you and your friends aren't some criminals, hmm? What if I met them and you all kidnap me?" She knew she sounded stupid but she also didn't want to be a dissembled body in an alley.

"Ha ha. No, we aren't those type of people. If it makes you feel better, the place where they are at are in a public space," he said with hope.

I can't just say no he's too adorable... But I also don't want to be found dead with my head chopped off...

"Ok. I will."

"Great!"

She left the cafe regretting already regretting her decision.

I hope you guys liked the first chapter ^_^' It may seem bad but please wait for the next chapter and I promise you it will get a lot better and have more action than this. BYE ^_^