"Is everyone here?" A sharp voice said as he entered the room.
"We're not really sure actually..." A pale purple haired man replied to his answer.
In a dance practice room, there's 6 young males gathered together. They waited around in silence until a voice spoke up.
"So... umm... Should we introduce ourselves?" A voice broke the awkward tension in the air. "Since we're going to be a unit together, let's all get along from now on. I'm Izumi Mitsuki." His positive energy brought smiles to the room. "Here beside me is-" before he could continue, his words where cut off by another.
"Izumi Iori."
"I'll go next. I'm Nikaido Yamato. Nice to meet you all." Yamato said in a laid-back voice.
"I'm Nagi von-" Mitsuki's voice cuts off Nagi's.
"Oi Nagi! Don't make you name sound fancy! Just say your name!" Mitsuki scolded him. "His name is Rokuya Nagi."
"Oh Mitsuki..." Nagi looked down at the floor in disappointment and sulked in the corner.
"I guess I'm next then... I'm Osaka Sogo. Nice to meet you all." In a polite voice, Sogo greeted the other members.
Everyone's head turned to a boy with light blue hair who seems to be eating pudding.
"What?" He asked.
"Your name?" Iori asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yotsuba Tamaki." He replied with a lazy tone and returned to eating pudding.
The door opened slowly and a girl with long blond hair walked in.
"Erm... Is everyone here?" She entered shyly to the room of 6 boys.
"Hello, girl~" Nagi said picking up Tsumugi's hand, kissing it.
"E-e?!" Tsumugi replied flustered.
"Oi Nagi! Stop that!" Mitsuki asked running towards both of them, pulling them apart. "Anyways, why are you here, Tsumugi?"
"Let me introduce myself for those who doesn't know me. I'm Takanashi Tsumugi. I've been told that I'll be in charge of a group of seven idols, as their manager." Tsumugi introduced herself to the group.
"Group of seven? But there's only six of us here. Beside, it has been 5 minutes pass the original meeting time." Iori informed.
"That's because the last member still hasn't decided to become an idol yet." A familiar voice for all the boys and their manager said, with a murderous aura around him.
"Fath- I mean, professor!" Tsumugi turned her head around to see her father, a professor at this university.
"I see that everyone else showed up though. I'm glad to see that." Otoharu walked into the room filled with students with a bright smile on his face.
"Why didn't he accept the offer? Being an idol in Niji University basically means you're set to become an idol in the future!" Nagi asked.
"It might be because of a personal issue that prevents him to be one. You can't just assume that he doesn't want to be one. If professor Takanashi scouted him, he must have talent but something we don't know." Sogo told Nagi.
"So we just need to find him and drag him here, right?" Tamaki questions. "So, how does he look like?"
"Tamak-" Sogo's words where cut off.
"A quiet boy with crimson red hair and has a wonderful voice when he sings." Otoharu replied, completely ignoring Sogo who's trying to scold Tamaki.
"Okay. I'll look for him now." Tamaki said as he walked out of the room.
"Tamaki!" Sogo shouted as he followed behind him.
"Whep. Might as well as follow them. Get's go Mitsu, Nagi, Iori." Yamato said as he followed behind the train of people.
"Let's go~!" Nagi sang.
"Come on Iori! We're leaving." Mitsuki informed Iori while making his way to the door.
"Nii-san..." Regardless of what Iori said, he knew he couldn't stop the group.
"What a lively group. I hope you enjoy your time managing the boy, Tsumugi." Otoharu looked at Tsumugi with a soft smile on his face.
"Of course, professor. I'll do my best to help them through this journey." Tsumugi said with determination in her eyes.
"This group is full of potentials. Diamonds waiting to be polished.
A long time passed, and the group made no progress of finding Riku. Students are starting to arrive, talking to each other.
"Hey, hey! Did you hear Scarlet's new song?" A student asked her friend beside her.
"I did! It was so good! The soft melody was different from his usual songs, isn't it?"
"It is! I was so shocked! I really liked it though."
"Me too! I guess Scarlet is testing out different styles."
"Who is this Scarlet person?" Yamato asked turning his head towards the group.
"Scarlet? He's a famous online singer. He just posted another song last night which is why everyone's talking about his right now." Mitsuki replied.
"Mitsuki-san seems to be very knowledgeable about this topic." Sogo said.
"Ever since Nii-san wanted to be an idol, he has been up to date with all the trends of music." Iori informed Sogo.
"Wow! That's very impressive. It takes a lot of dedication to do that." Sogo replied back.
An alarm is heard from someone's bag. Iori opens his bag and pulled out his phone to stop the alarm.
"I got class starting soon so I better go." Iori informed the group.
"Ah. Me too." Tamaki raised his hands in the air.
"Come one, Yotsuba-san. We got to go." Iori said as he drags Tamaki to class.
"I don't wanna! We still have time!" Tamaki complained, trying to run away. "I should not had told you!!!"
"Hey Ichi, want us to go with you?" Yamato asked.
"No, we'll be fine. Thanks." Iori walked towards their classroom with a screaming Tamaki behind him. "Yotsuba-san, I'll buy you some more pudding after class so please stop yelling."
"5 Osama Pudding." Tamaki requested.
"Fine..." Iori sight, opening the door to the classroom, he heard a singing in the classroom.
"Iorin wha-"
"Shh!" Iori hushed Tamaki, placing his hands on his mouth.
Standing in the doorway, the two boys admired the voice of an angle singing in the classroom.
"Riku! There's someone at the door!" Aya warned Riku, not noticing Tamaki standing behind Iori.
Riku immediately stopped singing and turned around to see the two pairs of eyes staring at him.
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Spiritual Eyes {IDOLiSH7 Fanfic}
FanfictionA young boy who lost his family and was left with his cousin. Voices called out to him and slowly, get got to know these voices that are called 'spirits'. No one else could see them except for this young boy. As he goes into university, he soon wat...