[Story aint gonna be updated anytime soon sorry folks 💀💀] before you get into the description of the story I have a few things to say: 1. cover of this book is obviously not mine, I just edited some stuff in it 2. this is an AU I made with my thoughts and ideas in my head, the explaination will be in the Prologue of the story and here 3. Komaeda is bottom 4. a little Vocaloid AU I made for fun. All songs and song lyrics don't belong to me. 5. my writing skills suck cuz I put random words into stories I make in my head 6. a lot of angst?? 7. of course, characters belong to their rightful owners 8. non-despair AU, they attend highschool 'n stuff 9. my writting skills suck 10. enjoy the story(?) Nagito Komaeda, the Ultimate Violinist, a soft and sensitive boy, was friends with Hajime Hinata, Chiaki Nanami, Souda Kuzuichi & Ibuki Mioda. He was in a band called 'Vocaloid' with his friends except Hajime. Which made him sad but when he hears Hajime's name, his face would turn red. Why? who knows.... Hajime Hinata, a normal and hard-working student, was childhood friends with Nagito and Chiaki. He wasn't in the Music Club with his friends, instead, he was in the Literature Club. Though, he would come by and visit the Music Club. Chiaki would somtimes notice Hajime's cheeks get red when talking to Nagito. Weird... I might make a prequal of this AU and a Tumblr account for this book if you guys want (For the prequal i could add a few major adjustments with the plot and characters. And with a diff title of course)

Please don't read if you don't like YAOI! Yaoi is my life force and if you disagree then your dumb. ~*~*~*~ Hajime has been distant with Nagito lately. What Bagito doesn't know is that Hajime has been cheating on him. What will happen next? read to find out. (eventual lemon asdfghjkl; I'm sinning >__<!!! also slight oumasai because i love them. XD)

"Well. I don't know how to say this." Hinata felt the expectant gaze come upon him. "I really can't sugarcoat this one, I'll say it as bluntly as I can... I slept with your brother last night." -- COMPLETED, smut warning !

Helen can't see. She can't hear. Somehow, she can still do things. I don't know how, but she can. Anne lives in an attic. She lives in there. She has for a long time. They meet and sparks fly. The way they met is astronomical. 🤍