[ 3rd Person POV ]
[Location: Hallway]
Love was like a foreign language to Hinata and his brother. It was only something they gave to each other. A warmth of a family was something they never can achieve.
This late afternoon hallway was quiet to the point Yuuta could hear his own steps as he makes his way towards the exit.
Monsters. They were called as such because they were so alike that it was impossible to tell the difference apart. Their likes, dislikes, habits, personalities were the same. Up until who knows when Hinata had changed.
He wasn't a fool. He knew his older brother changed for him, for them. So that they weren't called a monster anymore. People can tell the difference.
“Yuuta-kun!” A familiar sweet melody of the producer was heard. A smile found a way on his face upon landing a sight upon her. “Oh (Y/n) were looking for me?”
A nervous laughter escape from her. “W-Was I that obvious?”
From taking a quick look at her. Yuuta can already tell she must have run all the way over here from how much she was sweating and her rapid breathing all the while her face was full of desperation and consistently flickering her eyes to her surrounding. “If you weren't looking for me. You were looking for someone or something that's for sure.”
That's right. After since they both came into this school. Everything was like a never ending parade of hope, everything that they wish slowly come true.
Friends, something they never had until now. They finally have someone else other than each other. Something to cling on.
The producer, the one they both were fond of. At first Yuuta only wanted her so she can help with his brother's unit, but now was different. He wants to know more about her. His hunger for that unknown emotion was inevitable. He wishes to experience it, that something he couldn't had as a child.
“So whatcha need me for?”
(Y/n) stand properly after getting some air in her lungs back again. “I- um...” Yuuta wonder why she was so nervous it was evident in her face flushing in red and avoiding his eyes.
Wait was she trying to confess? In that instant Yuuta panicked. “W-Wait!? (L/-) I mean (Y/n)! I-Isn't it too early? I- I-” He felt so awkward when she looks at him in a complete surprise before casting her gaze down sadly. “I was going to ask if you could teach me some instruments since you're in the light music club.”
He gulped down the nervousness and tried to laugh it off. “Ohhh... Right right... phew... don't scare me like that!” His heart was beating too fast for his liking right now. That was way too dangerous for him.
(Y/n) felt so lost at whatever he was thinking she was going to say as she stared at him clutching his face with embarrassment before calming down shortly after.
“Anyhow, hmm, I'm not really good at any instrument yet. I don't know if I can help.” Yuuta really felt bad when he saw the look of disappointment. “Hmm...” He crossed his arms.
“Ah! How about asking one of the five oddballs?” Yuuta suggestion left (Y/n) more perplexed. She definitely heard of them and want to know more about them she just didn't realize Yuuta would suggest something like that. “You know them?” She question back.
He nodded excitedly. “Mhmm! Sakuma-senpai is one of them.” The mention of his name immediately make her denied. “N-Nevermind!” Her quick response made Yuuta curious to the reason, nevertheless he didn't ask.
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Chance | Ensemble Stars x Reader
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