Today has been for a lack of better word, a complete disaster. She tried really hard to make everything feel normal, like how they used to be, but her efforts seemed pointless among the sea of problem currently rising from her siblings. If her brother being separated into four new individuals wasn't bad enough, most of her sisters were having trouble to interact with each of his counterparts like how they usually do with him before the explosion. Which was still a bit confusing for her since that shouldn't be a bother to any of them.

It was like there is a switch being flicked that changed her sisters with the sudden appearance of the new residents in the house, even if all of them are Lincoln. And they're not exactly being subtle about it either with the way they're acting around the new addition in the house. Luna can't find a reason good enough for their change and it was getting more frustrating for her the longer she thinks about it. Just a few days ago they gained total freedom with their parents being out of the house for a vacation with the help of Lincoln, and now with the tension coming from her siblings, she no longer felt like it was even summer anymore. Everyone were just too busy, if not to fix their situation, it was to figure out the puzzle that is their brother.

It was only normal in her situation for someone to keep everything under control. She usually left the responsibility to Lori and Lincoln since they're probably the most reliable person in the house with their own ways to prevent the chaos which was usually caused by them. She knew that she wasn't any better than her other sisters either with the way she was behaving the day their parents left. It was just part of her nature to enjoy every moment in her life and she can certainly say she did that at full volume. Which was why she avoided from being put in a position she don't want to be in. Especially one where she can't properly express herself with the restriction coming from the authority. Luna wasn't suitable for that kind of stuff, in fact she was a complete opposite of that. A free bird flying in the clear blue sky.

So it was understandable if it was still a little bit hard for her to figure out where she should start from. Nothing about this situation is normal but their family wasn't unfamiliar with that being a frequent occurrence in the house. Having eleven children with different varieties of interest under the same roof has exposed the family to a lot of unexpected situation to happen.

But this... She wasn't prepared for this, she don't know what she can actually do to help with their problems. With Lincoln unique condition right now, she don't think any of them were in the right mind to fill out the place he used to be in. Even if they are, they decided to put most of the responsibility to smart Linc as if they already knew he would be more than capable of handling their situation. Not that she can argue with that. Among all of Lincoln counterparts, he might be the one to put his full effort to keep them calm and collected during this rough time. There was just so much stuff happening at once and she was having a hard time to understand any of them.

First of all, smart Linc strained relationship with Lisa the most obvious problem that she could see from the way they were acting with each other. Lincoln has been spending his entire summer helping Lisa with her experiment only for it to explode yesterday due to some mistake made by him and leaving them with this unexpected result. Honestly she don't think Lisa should be so mad at Lincoln since he would also felt the same thing as her with how much time and energy he had put into their experiment. Even now he was doing everything that he could to fix their situation before their parents get back. Who know how much pressure he was in at the moment especially with the limited time he have to achieve what their combined efforts took weeks even months to accomplish. She wished there is something that she can do for them, but they both are admittedly far more smarter than her even in their current ages. Until she can figure out a proper solution to fix their relationship, it would be better if she left them alone. Unless she want what happened to Lori also happen to her.

Her body shivered at the memory of what had happened in the kitchen earlier that morning. After she and Leni finished washing and drying the dishes, she decided to stay a little bit longer in the living room while Leni went upstairs. It was at that moment that she accidentally heard the conversation being exchanged between their eldest sister and goth Linc still sitting in the dining room. Bringing her to the second problem, the tension between the authoritive figure in the house and their defensively cold brother. Even when she was in the living room she could clearly feel the animosity emitted from goth Linc towards their eldest sister, his cold glare and sharp words assaulted Lori who regardless of her hard and strict nature wavered under his statement, not saying much as he took control of the flow of their conversation.

Luna couldn't help but winced slightly at every words that came out from his mouth. She wanted to agree with him but the horrified face of her sister make her wonder if goth Linc was actually their brother with how different he was than the Lincoln that she knew. He was harsh and hard to approach, only when he chose to be interacted with or say anything to them that he would appear out of nowhere before disappearing yet again after he was done. His similarities with Lucy was too much that she could even say he was a complete copy of her, just more terrifying in a way that she couldn't understand why. Perhaps she was seeing this type of behavior from someone so unexpected that her mind was having a hard time registering the shock caused by the recent presence of goth Linc.

And if that wasn't enough, Lynn also was being really weird whenever she was around jock Linc, the third problem that she had noticed since yesterday. It was almost funny if not for how awkward it was everytime she was in the same room as jock Linc, how she would slightly changed from her usual personality, more self conscious and careful infront of him. Take their dinner yesterday as an example, she was clearly avoiding from staying in the same room with jock Linc much longer as she made up an excuse that she was going to get some water in the kitchen. Lynn was only bringing more suspicion to herself when she hesitated, if Luna didn't say anything at that moment to break the silence it would definitely be much more worse for her jock sister. And honestly she should have make a better excuse than just to get some water. Even she was baffled that it actually worked with the rest of her sisters. Unfortunately she couldn't say the same about his counterparts, especially goth Linc and smart Linc as they probably know more than her.

The only counterpart of his that didn't cause a problem so far was lazy Linc with how constant she found him doing nothing but sleeping, waking up only when he heard Lily crying in the distance to tend to their baby sister's needs. Probably the only thing that he cares about since nothing else seemed to matter to him. As long as he didn't get involve and cause a problem, she have at least one less concern to worry about, which with how full her plate was, is quite a relief for her. Even if he usually used his time to sleep, that was probably much better than adding another problem into her already exhausted mind to think about. Perhaps she should also get some sleep like him to rest once in awhile, dealing with this stress was really not good for her body.

Letting out a sigh of resignation, Luna slumped in her soft beanbag as her eyes stared at the ceiling of her shared room, looking at nothing in particular. She strummed a string of her acoustic guitar resting on her lap, letting the sound soothed her mind from all the thing she had been thinking about recently. She was hoping that the note would be enough to distract her from the problem occuring in the house. Unfortunately it didn't do much like she first thought it would, instead making her more focused to figure out what is actually happening between her siblings much to her frustration. She really need to take a break.

Tuning her head to the side, Luna looked at the lump of her roommate sleeping in the lower bunk bed. Ever since Luan got back to their shared room after breakfast, she didn't say much other than asking her to keep her music down and fall back asleep. Now that she think about it, she was sure that Luan also had some trouble to sleep last night with how much she heard her roommate kept shifting in her bed. She figured that Luan was probably also bothered by the problems rising from their siblings and respected her request to not play anything too loud that would disturb her rest. That was the least she could do for her after all. Even she needed time to rest, but sleeping would not put her mind at ease like it did for Luan. Besides, she wasn't that tired to easily fall asleep at this time of hour.

"I should get some fresh air." Luna stood up from the beanbag, walked over to her study desk and leaned her acoustic guitar against the wall. Picking her phone up from the desk, she unlocked it and scrolled through her contact until her thumb landed on a name. If there is anyone out there that would know how to distract her, she would be the perfect person for that. She pressed the call icon and brought her phone closer to her ear, waiting for the person on the other line to pick up the call. A small smile crept upon her face when she heard the call being answered, some of her worries were already gone at the sound of her voice.

"Hey Lunes, what's up?" A familiar feminine voice graced her ear, sending a skip to her heartbeat.

"Sup luv, I was just wondering if you want to hang out today, you know just the two of us." Luna bit her thumb, nervously waiting for her reply.

"What, like a date?" The person on the other line chuckled. "Oh my~ Lunes you've been really bold with your approach lately." The voice added seductively.

"Well if you want to say it like that, sure a date sound nice at the moment, you have anything in mind?" Now it was her turn to chuckle, amused with her teasing.

"Hey, you still remember that cafe we went to for a gig before, I'm pretty sure they're letting some new people to play their song today, want to go there?" The girl asked.

"Sounds nice, you want me to pick you up or we should just meet there instead?" Luna inquired.

"I will meet you there in 15 minutes." The girl answered.

"Sweet, I will be waiting for you." Luna said.

"Not if I get there first, love you Lunes." She responded.

"Love you too Sam." She ended the call and put her phone back down on the desk. Looking at her attire one more time, she decided to change into a more comfortable clothes before deciding to go out. Of course she wouldn't want to look unprepared if she was going to see her girlfriend.

Luna turned her head when she heard a yawn coming from her roommate "You're going out somewhere?" Luan asked, peeking from her pillow. Her messy light brown hair covering her forehead.

"Yeah, I'm going out for awhile, you want anything?" Luna said while rummaging through the content of her closet.

"I'm fine, just need to rest some more." Luan yawned and smacked her lips.

"Just don't sleep too much okay, we don't need another lazy Linc in the house." Luna advised, not noticing the faint blush growing on her younger sister cheek.

"Urgh Luna, why did you need to mention him like that." Luan groaned in frustration before burying her face back into the pillow. The images of her smiling brother returned to her head much to her annoyance. Dang it this is getting much more worse than she thought.

"Yeah whatever dude, I need to go out now." After changing her clothes, Luna took what she needed with her and finally left the room, her mind content with spending the day ahead of her with her girlfriend.


She considered asking for vanzilla's key from Lori but decided to walk instead since she wasn't sure if her eldest sister was in a good mood after her conversation with goth Linc that morning. To be honest, she don't know who was actually at fault here since Lori do have some point about goth Linc not actually being their brother but that would be the same as saying his existence was impossible, that he wasn't real. She wanted to believe that he was the same Lincoln that she knew, if only he didn't make it really hard to see him like that, then she wouldn't have a hard time right now. His personality completely contradicting with the brother that she had known as kind and caring, who would think more about his sisters before himself even if he was quite selfish sometimes. Goth Linc was... how should she say it, distant, intimidating?

She couldn't put her finger on it, she wished she knew what his real deal was but even approaching him seemed like an impossible task unless he was willing to.

Luna quickly shook her head and groaned when she realized she was still thinking about their current situation at home. Even when she was out from the house, her mind still couldn't help but going back there much to her frustration. She is going to meet her girlfriend right now, can't she be more looking forwards towards it. She don't want Sam to see her bothered like this, knowing the girl it wouldn't take much for Sam to notice that something was wrong with her. And she don't want to involve the girl with her problem. Sighing, Luna ran her right hand through her dark brown hair, hoping that Sam wouldn't take her offer to hang out with her the wrong way. She just wanted to have some fun today with her girlfriend and not worrying about anything else, it is still summer after all.

Turning at a corner, the sight of the familiar building entered her view as a blonde haired girl with a teal of cyan could already be seen leaning against the dark painted wall. When their eyes met, the girl smiled at her as Luna returned it with her own.

Dressed in a jean jacket, a white shirt with a circle in the middle, slightly torn up jeans and a pair of black boots, Sam Sharp walked over to her and softly wrapped her arms around Luna, tightening the hug which bring some comfort to her tired body. Her smile widened and she reciprocated the hug, pressing her face into the nape of her neck.

"Jeez Luna what happened to you?" Sam giggled, pulling away from the hug.

"Well you know how it is in my house." Luna said, reaching for her hand. She intertwined their fingers together and walked beside the blonde haired girl towards the cafe.

'Red Rose Cafe' the name of the establishment displayed over the one story building with two stick of crossed neon red roses placed at the end of the sign, the glowing soft light would look really nice at night. From what she remembered when she was here for a gig before, the owner was a really nice man for also serving them some delicious dessert after they finished with their performance. And they still got paid a good amount of cash for playing there. From what she heard, the owner was really fond of taking any new band in town to perform in his cafe, letting them gain more reputation for their talents while entertaining his customer. Of course he had his own reliable source and information regarding any band growing in popularity before actually booking them for a show. He still wanted his purchase to be worth the pay after all.

A certain memory from that time appeared in her mind as a small smile plastered on her face.

Right, Lincoln was also there with them, sitting at a table and cheering for them during their performance on stage. But that was so long ago that she could barely remember any details about that day. The only reason she could even remember him being there was because of his bright smile when he congratulated them after they finished with their show. She would have like for him to come more often to watch her performance, she was even hoping that summer would bring some sort of chance for them to spend more time together. But it was impossible with how busy he was helping Lisa with her experiment, not even giving her a chance to talk or show up to watch her gig. She loved performing with her friends but it didn't feel the same without him around to cheer her on. There was just something missing that only his presence could fill in. As she was deep in thought, her step abruptly halted when Sam placed her right hand against her chest.

"You alright Lunes, you seemed bothered?" Sam asked, her voice slightly filled with concern. "And don't you dare lying to me young lady, I will know." She warned, receiving a small chuckle from her.

"Nah luv, I'm just thinking about the little dude." Luna calmly answered before suddenly being shaken by the blonde haired girl.

"Lincoln? What happened to him!" Sam worriedly asked.

"Easy Sam, he's fine." She replied, thankful that her girlfriend finally decided to stop shaking her body. The blonde haired girl sighed in relief after hearing that.

"So, you're having one of those moment again." Sam eventually released her arms, ignoring the confused look on her face.

"My what now?" Luna raised a brow.

"You know, when you're thinking about his smile and how much you missed him being around." Sam explained, shocking her with how accurate she was.

"That was oddly specific, how did you know that?" Luna narrowed her eyes in suspicion before her face instantly reddened when Sam pressed her soft lips against her cheek.

"What kind of girlfriend am I if I can't even notice something obvious like that." She teased with a smirk. "Besides Lincoln is also like a brother to me and I like him just as much as you do." She added, bringing a smile to her face.

"Now come on." Sam grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into the cafe, letting the cold air of the conditioner touched their skin.


The sight they saw in the cafe wasn't what they expected to see when they first step into the establishment. Sure there are a few people in there wearing their usual clothes, but most of them were dressed in black. If she need to guess, it seemed like the cafe was having quite a special event today for certain group of people. Either that or the band that they invited for today performance was popular among these people, which was probably the reason with how many goth and punk themed decorations were being put in the cafe.

"Sam, are you sure about this?" Luna wearily asked, "I'm not complaining but if they're only going to play some slow depressing music, I'm out." She pointed her thumb at the door they just got into behind them.

"Don't worry Luna, I promised they aren't that kind of band, trust me, I guess their songs were also quite popular with the goth." Sam nervously rubbed the back of her neck.

"Luna? Is that really you?" A male voice inquired, getting their attention. They looked to the side when they see a tall and slim black haired caucasian man in his thirty with rectangle glasses perched on the bridge of his nose walking towards them. He wore a black long sleeves open button shirt over a white t-shirt, blue jeans and black shoes. He also have a silver skull piercing in his right earlobe. "It is you." He confirmed with a welcoming smile.

"Nice to see you too Mr Soul, it's been quite awhile since the last time we're here." Luna said.

"Please just call me Oliver, you don't need to remind me of how old I am." The owner of the cafe spoke.

"So Oliver, it seems like you're quite busy today." Sam noted.

"I know right, I didn't think the band that I invited today would bring these many customers." He nervously chuckled. "I thought they're only some unrecognized band when I heard about them, I didn't expect them to be this popular." A sigh of resignation escaped from his mouth as he massaged his temples. It didn't take much for them to figure out that something was wrong with how stressed the owner of the cafe looked right now.

"Then why do you look so upset, won't it be good for your business, having this much customer?" Sam asked as his right eye winced slightly.

"Well you see..." He took a step towards them and cupped his mouth with his right hand as they leaned closer to hear him. "Unfortunately the band that was supposed to be here right now was stuck at the side of the road when the tires of their van flattened. Most of the people here has been waiting for them to arrive for quite awhile now and there's still at least 30 minutes before they got here with a different vehicle." He whispered.

"No wonder some of these guys seems pissed off right now." Luna said, seeing a girl ranting and complaining to her friends at one of the table. From the volume of her voice, she was certain that the girl was obviously trying to make a scene to get the cafe's employee attention.

Upon hearing another of his customer constant rant, Oliver pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. "This is why I don't like to call for a popular band here in the first place." He groaned.

Sam nudged her elbow, signalling that she also had the same thought as her. Smiling, Luna responded with a nod and looked back at the taller man. "Hey Oliver, do you still have those guitars from before, if you want we could probably cook something up before the band arrive." She offered.

"Really?" His eyes brightened as he stroked his chin in thought. "I would really appreciate that, if the guy I just found earlier can't perform as good as I hope, then both of you can have the stage." Oliver informed, confusing them.

"Wait, there is a guy going to perform right now?" Sam inquired.

"Yeah, actually you arrived just right at time to figure out if I need to kick his ass out from here, I don't know what's wrong with him but he's really different than when the last time I met him." They couldn't help but noticed the way his smile strained. "It took a lot of pleading but he eventually agreed to perform with a condition." Oliver sighed.

"Wow, he sounds like an ass." Sam remarked, gaining a short cruel chuckle from him.

"You've no idea, anyway why don't you both take any seats still available and watch if I should do what I already have in mind for him." Oliver suggested with a devious grin. Something tells them that whoever is going to perform right now they better be careful as to not anger Oliver more than they already did.

With most of the good tables close to the stage were already filled, Sam led her to an empty table at the back corner and sat across of her. "Sorry if this isn't what you actually have in mind." Sam apologized, slightly lowering her head.

"It's fine Sam, I don't mind that much, after all I just wanted to hang out with you." Luna clasped her hand. Even if she probably wouldn't like whoever is going to be on stage right now, at least she wasn't constantly thinking about her problem anymore.

After waiting for awhile, they turned their head to the side when they heard someone speaking into a microphone on the stage, indicating that the show was about to start. upon seeing who the person was, Luna stiffened as Sam squinted her eyes at the familiar figure sitting on a wooden chair with a guitar rested on his lap. The boy was wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans, a pair of white shoes with three black stripes on each sides and a black choker around his neck. Some customers were even beginning to question why there is a kid on stage instead of the band that they had been waiting for.


"I hope you don't mind if we just skip the pleasantries, you don't need to know me and I don't need to tell you anything." He monotonely spoke, ignoring the burning glares they're giving him. The customers began murmuring to each other, some were confused while most were angry by his rude introduction.

"I'm not supposed to tell you this, but the band that was supposed to here right now was stuck somewhere and will be late for their performance." He informed as Oliver spat out his drink somewhere in the cafe.

"That little brat." The owner of the cafe muttered under his breath. It didn't take long before his customers started voicing their complaints like a tidal of wave.

"What? Are they even going to come?" A girl whispered.

"Are you saying that I'm only wasting my time here!?" A male teenager scowled.

"Ugh, I know I should've just stayed at home." Another girl rolled her eyes in annoyance.

One black haired girl in particular almost stood up and intended to leave the cafe but stopped when the boy suddenly strummed a string of the guitar, getting her attention. When she looked back at the lone white haired figure on the stage, her interest piqued at the small grin plastered on his face.

"I can clearly see from up here that all of you are disappointed..." He paused, standing up from the chair.

"Good." He added in a mocking tone. "Grasp tightly to that since you're going to feel more of it coming."

Bringing his lips closer to the microphone, he strummed a few more strings until a slow but powerful rhythm could be heard. It was rough and untrained but the song eventually found the right sound that he was looking for.

"Unfortunately I can't say that I made this song, it's truly beautiful but its belong to someone else, someone that I know." He smirked, an expression Luna was really fond of to see on his face. "I'm just changing it a bit for this occasion, you can say that I'm kind of violating their song by doing this." His strumming became louder, much efficient than when he first started. The soft rhythm following the instructions sent by his memory and the beating of his heart. "After all, I'm just a good copy paster." And just like that, his performance that seemed amateurish at first changed into a full blown spark of excitement as if the rhythm were striking their bodies and souls. Saying that he was good would be an understatement, no, it would be downright Insulting to those who were enraptured by the song that he had produced. Even Sam and Luna were shocked with how well he was singing and playing the guitar.

~

You say that you know me,

But I'm just a good liar.

You wanted to love me,

And you will only be engulfed in this fire.

Hurting on the inside, laughing on the outside,

Who are you but only a horrible jester.

Mimicking everything, not once breaking from the insanity, taunting, laughing, so amusing.

Who am I, just another stranger.

~

Luna watched in awe as goth Linc stood on the stage, playing the guitar with little to no cares of the world around him, focusing only on the rhythm. She knew this song, or at least most of the part since he changed them a little bit from what she remember. It was one of her draft song that she had discarded before since she don't know how to finish it. She was pretty sure that she had thrown the crumpled sheet away a long time ago. She even tried playing the rhythm with her guitar a few times when she first got the idea, but it just doesn't work like she hoped it would. There was just too much mistake being made that she decided it would be better if she drop it off.

Now listening to him bringing one of her unfinished draft into reality, she felt like some part of herself was completed. The song does have meaning after all, it's just for a different person. And he knew well enough how to bring the song to its full potential.

~

Please hate me, It's easier that way,

Knowing me is a disaster, a catastrophe.

Not believing what your eyes are seeing,

Pretending, hoping for a different reality.

Talking, laughing, crying, who am I to judge,

I'm just a liar, a really good liar.

So please hate me, it's easier that way,

Who am I but only a stranger.

~

By now, the band has finally arrived for their show as they entered from the front door, sweating and panting for air. As soon as they saw the white haired figure performing on the stage, they're also petrified like the rest of the customers with how good he was. His standing posture, the timing of his rhythm, and also the powerful atmosphere created by his outstanding performance even when he was alone on the stage. The intensity coming from the boy was like nothing they ever seen before in an amateur, hell he might even be better than them with how he managed to make everyone look only at him. Even in this dim lighted cafe, he was glowing like a lit candle mesmerizing them with each strums of his guitar.

~

Please smile for me, be happy for me,

What else do I have left but those beautiful glint in your eyes.

Smiling, hurting, it was the same, no different than how it used to be,

Listen to my heart, listen to my song, listen to my lies.

I've nothing to lose, nothing to offer,

I'm just me, whatever you wanted me to be.

Let me see your smile, let me be the one to suffer,

You know who I am, a really good liar.

After all, I'm just another stranger.

~

His strumming eventually slowing down and like a dying candle the flame snuffed out with a gentle breeze, ending his first and final performance. Goth Linc took a deep breath and let out a long sigh, not caring the people still looking at him. He ran his left hand through his white hair wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Encore!" A male teen shouted from the crowd, smiling with a glint of hope in his eyes.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!" They all began repeating as goth Linc looked at them with indifferent in his eyes, not bothered by their loud combined voices.

"Since the band is finally here, I'm going to take my leave now." He said before walking away from the stage. They still cheered for him to put up another show but he didn't care what they wanted, he was done and he won't do anything more than that. There is no reason why he should listen to their desire, he don't even want to be here right now, much less wasting his time more than he already did.

Was it luck or misfortune that Mr Soul still recognized him when he was passing by his cafe earlier. No, he don't care, he just wanted to get back home right now. It was kind of pathetic to see an older man like him pleading for his help, but it was still amusing nonetheless. Plus he also got to take some stuff out from his mind. Placing the guitar against the wall, Lincoln continued walking when someone called for him.

"Hey kid, wait up!" A male teen stood infront of him, blocking his way to the back exit. Not happy with being interrupted while he was heading out, goth Linc glared at the teen as he flinched slightly under his cold gaze.

"Move." Goth Linc simply said, his monotone voice sent a shiver through his body as he unconsciously stepped aside.

"There's no need to be hostile kid, I'm just wondering which band you're coming from? He nervously asked. "I don't think I've ever seen you performing anywhere before, is your band still new around here?" He added.

"Sorry but I'm busy right now." Goth Linc ignored him and walked away.

"Wait! Can I at least know your name?" He tried reaching out for the white haired boy but goth Linc didn't even spare a glance at him before exiting from the back door, leaving the teen disappointed and slightly mad.

"Damn, that kid sure is rude as hell." A blonde haired girl, one of his bandmate said beside him with a glare and crossed arms.

"As rude as he is, he sure got great talent, we could really use someone like him in our band." He sighed in resignation. "Too bad he's out of our league, I'm sure he's probably in a famous band already." He messed his brown hair with his right hand.

"There you are." They looked to the side only to see the owner of the cafe walking towards them. "What are you guys waiting for, hurry up already, you still have a show to put up." Oliver stated.

"Seriously, after what that white haired kid just did, I don't think we can top that." Another of his bandmate, a black haired boy said with a defeated sigh.

They all jumped a little in shock when Luna suddenly appeared backstage with Sam following her close from behind. She turned her head from one side to another, scanning the place for the white haired boy only to look at Oliver when she didn't find him. "Mr Soul where did Lincoln go?" Luna asked.

"Right your brother, he just left." Oliver informed. "I gotta say though, I know he is good but I didn't expect him to improve this much since the last time I met him, if he wasn't such an ass I would've like to have him here more often." He grimaced.

"Um, what actually did you mean by last time you met him?" Sam asked, intrigued with the information.

"Remember the last time you performed here, I saw him playing with one of the guitar while you guys were getting prepared for the show. I thought he was part of your band so I let him be to practice. To be honest, I'm not surprised that he's your brother before, I just can't say the same about that now. Poor kid, he must have went through a lot to end up like that." Oliver folded his arms and slowly shook his head in pity.

"Wait, you said that he agreed to perform under one condition, what did he ask for." Sam raised a brow.

"Well..."


She was hoping for the familiar white haired figure to come back on the stage but when the band appeared there instead, she knew that definitely won't happen since the boy had made himself clear enough that he was leaving. A small grin crept upon her pale face at how careless he was, ignoring all of the people here and just left without hesitation. Even when they're cheering for him, hoping for him to put up another show, he just didn't care, or probably stop caring entirely. He don't even tell them his name, leaving the stage as mysterious as he come, with little to no trace of his existence except for his wonderful performance that had been engrained into their memory. As far as she knew this might as well be the first and the last time she will ever saw anything like that from the white haired figure. Which was quite amusing to say the least.

She could hear some of the people near her whispering to each other, wondering if the white haired figure will perform again after this. If they knew any better, they should have just throw away their hope by now. It was pointless, almost pathetic in some sort of funny way. He was cruel, giving them a taste of something sweet and addictive, only to stole it away from them at the last moment, making them begging for more. Was it intentional? If it was than he was way more worse than cruel. And for some weird reason she was getting more amused by his unexpected presence, making her day less mundane and dull than usual.

The black haired girl raised a brow in confusion when a female waiter walked over to her table and placed a plate of sliced chocolate cake infront of her before leaving. "I think you're mistaken, I didn't order anything." She said in a monotone voice.

"Oh, this is a gift for you from the white haired boy from earlier." The waiter explained. "Enjoy your dessert miss." With a nod, she left to continue her work.

Looking back at the cake, The pale girl sliced some of it with a spoon and brought it to her parted lips, smiling at the sweet and bitter taste of the chocolate melting in her mouth.

"Huh, I wonder who he is." Maggie grinned in amusement.


A/N: I can't write song or anything decent enough, this chapter was supposed to be longer but I think it would be better if I end it here before going back to Lynn, so that's why you get a chapter only focusing on Luna and the people around her. And don't worry about Oliver Soul, he is just an extra character and won't show up again, seriously I don't like making unnecessary oc. plus this isn't an oc insert fic, I just need someone that can explain what actually happen and give whatever name I can think of to the cafe's owner. I thought hell, he isn't going to show up again might as well made his appearance up at the moment.