chapter 1

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"And here they come! The stray dogs!" The crowd started screaming in excitement, the first one to start playing was chuuya, he started the song, he was sweating and he was stressed but everything went away as he started playing the guitar. Then the other guitarist and drummer started playing. The crowd was cheering. It was a big performance, they were preparing it for 4 months, after doing an entering their vocalists started singing, dazai osamu and chuuya nakahara.

9 months before

"Say chuuya, are you failing?" Chuuya started yelling "Of course not! Why would you think that!" Yosano giggled "because one you are stupid and second you have to stay after class everytime" chuuya was fixing his guitars strings but broke one as he heard yosano "oopsies, I would fix that if I were you chuuya" chuuya looked away and took new strings from a box "i stay after school because I don't do my homework. But I'm not failing any tests!" Yosano smiled "so you don't study? I was right" chuuya clicked his tongue "no you weren't! I'm not failing. I'm just busy that's all." Yosano rolled her eyes and took a sip from her cigarette and exhaled it "sure" chuuya took a cigarette from yosano and light it "I'm stressed about the band and the songs and all that stuff" yosano looked at him confused "why? Its all going well" the ginger took a sip from the cigarette and exhaled it "we haven't released a new song in 1 year and the problem is that we aren't even preparing one, the fans will be disappointed and we have been off concerts for 1 year and a half and we started before 2 years. We look stupid having trouble in not even 1 year, a half! And I feel like a need something new. I got bored from playing guitar yosano, I lost the feeling." Before yosano could answer soemone entered and started yelling "Guys! We got trouble. Our algorithm is going down. Nobody is listening to our songs anymore and our manager needs us so performance or if we don't have the money he will stop sponsoring us." Yosano and chuuya looked at each other suprised as chuuya started sweating "i need some air" he said as he walked out "Chuuya-san!" Yosano sighed "its fine atsushi, he needs some time" atsushi sighed "well do u have any good news expect that we are gonna be broke?" Yosano smiled "well I have a crush.. but its not the time to talk about that! We have to solve this! I'm your personal sound and audio editor i need to help you. Since Albatross died he haven't been the same" atsushi looked sad "I know atsushi, he was our band member and chuuyas best friend" before atsushi could reply chuuya got in "im going home" he said as he picked up his guitar "Chuuya-san! You can't go home yet! We have to solve this and prepare a new song!" Chuuya didn't answer and continue packing his stuff "Chuuya-san! Stop ignoring me!" Yosano sighed and took chuuyas guitar "Youre not leaving. You can't keep running away from your problems chuuya!" Chuuya started yelling at them with a tear running from his eyes "Dont touch that!" He said as he took his guitar from yosano "Chuuya. Since albatross-" at the sound of that name chuuya got even more angry "What?! Died?! I know that he is fucking dead! You don't have to remind me!" Yosano sighed and tried to comfort chuuya and hug him but he pushed her away "Both of you leave me alone." Chuuya walked away leaving atsushi dissapointed and yosano angry "I can't blame him but he doesn't have to talk to us like that. Come on atsushi let's write a song ourselves" yosano took a piece of paper and started thinking "but yosano-san we don't know how to write a song! Only chuuya-san knows how to write" yosano clicked her tongue and smiled "We will find out. If he doesn't want to solve his problems and he prefers running away let him be."

Chuuya was on the floor of his room, his back facing the door, papers with song lyrics and pencils all over the floor and him trying to calm down "I hate this. I want albatross to come back i need him. I can't write this damn thing on my own!" Before he could have a minute to think his mother started yelling to him from the kitchen "Chuuya! You better do your homework this time and sleep early! If you get another detention I will throw your guitar!" Chuuya sighed "Fine mom!" He said as he picked up all the paper and pencils from the floor and went to do this homework.

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