♡Random Renai!♡『Kagamine Len x Reader ★Highschool AU)』♡RNG BASED♡

✧༺♥Chapter 3♥༻✧

SeeU looks away from her book once again. How is she meant to concentrate when she has so many questions in her mind, and the root of her confusion is sitting right in front of her? The blonde gave into temptation, zipping up the orange pencil case and turning to the girl beside her. The girl in question sighs, resigning to the fact that neither of them would get any work done that lesson.

"What now?" she asks her friend sluggishly.

"What do you think their deal is?"

"Their?" Flower repeats.

"Their, see?" the blonde points insistently at you.

"What about 'em?"

"They were staring at us earlier in music, right? Teto, IA and Pinky were too."

"They were probably just looking at Len, people tend to do that."

"It's not a good thing! Remember what we found last time?"

"You really want to play detective again?"

"I think we have to, we don't know the stakes here!"

"They might not even like Len though. What're the chances a whole group all fall for him at once?" Flower asserts. SeeU shakes her head.

"....PRETTY LIKELY Flower, you don't know the things I've seen crazy fans do. What if they'll plot to kidnap him? What if they cut him into pieces? WHAT IF-"

"Ok, but Seeu...don't you feel kind of rude gossiping right near them?" Flower asks, pointing one of her pens accusingly.

"This is just...speculative gossip. That makes it better."

"Does it?"

"What, it's not like I'm going around saying 'Oh, (y/n) has herpes-'"

You, who had been listening the entire time, decide now is the time to cough and hopefully cease their conversation. The two girls pause momentarily, surveying your form to see if you can hear them. Your shoddy acting seems enough, so they return to their discussion with a slight whisper.

"That was crazy timing."

"Yeah, crazy..." she rolls her eyes. "Anyway, we don't even have any basis to form an investigation. Right now we're no better than middle school bullies, and I don't want to waste energy only to find they're all innocent and we're the stalkers."

"Alright, but I'm going to keep an eye out."

"Suit yourself."

Once their conversation switched to something irrelevant, you managed to get a few minutes of work done. In fact, you'd finished about half of your worksheet before a paper plane slid gracefully onto your desk.

You look around the room to see who might have thrown it, but nobody is conspicuous enough to catch your attention, (although you are reminded of how crazy everyone's hair is) so you unfold the plane. It contained a note written in elegant cursive, which would appear graceful if there weren't countless areas scribbled out and rewritten.

I request your presence outside the west stairwell once the clock strikes quarter-to-two. Thank you for your cooperation.

You glare at it for a moment, and are tempted to stay in class out of spite, but ultimately decide to go. You use the last few minutes to finish most of the worksheet before requesting to use the bathroom. The teacher thankfully complies. Once you find the right stairwell, you see a blue-haired boy looking in a nondescript direction. You remember seeing him at Len's table earlier.

"Did you ask to meet me?" You inquire. As you approach him, he appears to feign surprise and uncrosses his arms.

"You're here. Excellent. I knew I made the right choice." He smiles at himself, before moving his hands to his hips. "I'm not used to this sort of thing, so I'm glad you showed up. I don't know what I'd do otherwise," he chuckles. You're starting to get antsy at his vagueness but calm yourself.