I wasn't always living here, you know? There's always a backstory behind something. It's all because of my stupid dad, he never supported me or my art. I tried so hard, I wanted him to be proud of me it's just. He never was, so now I'm in front of this creepy abandoned stage. The only thing I have are clothes from Mizuki. At least I might have a chance for people to proud of me here. In this AU they're 23 AO3 LINK: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52011529/chapters/131529403