(A/N: So, this is another book idea I had. Let's see how this one goes. Enjoy.)
A boy with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes looked at the paper in his hands and read it to himself.
Dear Mr. (Y/N) (L/N),
I am happy to announce that you have been accepted into Voca High, one of the most prestigious schools in Japan that helps children like yourself become better singers, instrument players or music producers than they already were. If you accept this invitation, please respond back and meet us in a week's time.
Sincerely, Principal Yamaha
(Y/N) kept reading the paper over and over again, still not believing what it says. He then looked up at the building in front of him and smiled to himself.
(Y/N): Finally. I get another chance.
(Y/N) walked into the building and through the front doors. He felt a very calming air in the building. Something he hadn't felt in a long time. He smiled again and walked past students with some giving him glances and talking about him.
Boy 1: Who is he? Could he be a new kid?
Girl 1: We're halfway through our first term though. Do you really think the principal would do that?
Girl 2: Maybe. But he is kinda cute.
(Y/N) ignored the people talking before stopping and realizing that he doesn't know where he's going. After a second of thought, he decided it would probably be smart to ask someone. He looked around and noticed a girl walking in his direction. She had lavender hair that was tied into two pigtails that reached her chest but her hair in the back of her head was short. Something in her hair was glowing and she had the same accessory on both sides of her hips. She was wearing a tube dress that was the same color as her hair that reached to her thighs and thigh-high socks of the same color as well as black flat shoes. Though, the most noticeable feature is that her black jacket looked like it had long bunny ears on the top. (Y/N) ignored the girl's odd style and walked towards the girl.
(Y/N): Excuse me.
The girl looked at (Y/N) and his (E/C) eyes looked into her purple. When she saw him, her entire face turned red as she turned away.
Girl: Y-Yes?
(Y/N): I was just wanting to know where the principal's office was.
Girl: I-It's d-down the h-hall. T-Turn r-right and i-it's the f-first d-door o-on the r-right.
(Y/N): Thank you. Also, I can sense your shyness. Sorry for making you talk to me.
Girl: I-It's o-okay. Um... I-I have to go now. Bye!
The girl quickly ran the other direction with her face still red and (Y/N) watched her before chuckling to himself and walking towards the direction of the principal's office. He stood in front of the door and knocked on it before walking in. Inside was an office with what you would expect in the usual office. Filing cabinets, portfolios, desks, shelves, a couple posters on the wall. (Y/N) noticed a woman sitting at a desk that was in front of another door. She looked up at him and saw him just as he closed the door.
Secretary: Hello. How can I help you?
(Y/N): *walks to secretary* I'm (Y/N) (L/N). I got a letter to meet the principal. I'm a new student.
Secretary: Oh! Well, welcome to Voca High. The principal has been waiting for you. He's past the door behind me.
(Y/N): Thank you.
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Vocaloid Story (Name WIP)
Fanfiction(Y/N) got accepted into the prestigious Voca High. As with any life change, being the new kid can be nerve-racking. Even more so when you are surrounded by such talented singers and music producers. As (Y/N) spends more and more time with his new sc...