Nii

💮hikaru💮

Our homeroom teacher, Okami Yukari-sensei, suddenly had to transfer to a med school at Tokyo last week, and today's the first time we're meeting her replacement. She came in the same time as the bell rang, her hair cut short and tied back to a small ponytail. She looked like she's in her early twenties because of her clothes. Sensei was wearing a simple green t-shirt and light brown pants with ballooned ends.

Picking up a piece of unused chalk, she started writing her name on the board, Yoshida Airi, it read. "Ohayou gozaimasu, since Okami-sensei had to leave us, unfortunately, I have been assigned to be your homeroom teacher. My name's Yoshida Airi, I'm 23 and I'm pleased to meet you all" she beamed brightly, introducing herself in front of the whole class.

Clasping both of her hands, she spoke again, "Now that I'm your sensei, I will be changing your seat arrangements today so say 'sayonara' to your cheatmates-err seatmates" Yoshida-sensei joked, earning laughs from the other students. Well, that excludes me since I'm not a fan of jokes.

Soon enough, all of us got to pick our new seat numbers. Though it was pretty hard since everyone crowded the front, even Yoshida-sensei's mild scolding didn't work because everyone was too busy to get a lucky number from the glass jar. Everyone's desperate to get the same seatmate as last time.

"10-chan? Where are you 10-chan?" I was brought back to reality when sensei's voice resounded the room.

Flinching from how loud she called out, I hesitantly raised my hand, letting out a small "..here"

Yoshida-sensei smiled, surprised, "Well then, please introduce yourself" she urged. Oh right, we had to introduce ourselves before we take out seats.

I nodded before speaking again, "....zayoi...ikaru desu" my reply sounded more of a whisper, earning a confused stare from Yoshida-sensei. And so I decided to repeat it again, a bit louder, "I-Is-zayoi Hikaru desu" I mentally slapped myself hearing how my voice broke.

Sometimes I really hate having a very soft voice. Most of the time when I speak louder it's okay, but other times, like this, for example, my voice cracks. I'm praying no one heard that but Yoshida-sensei, because I'd die of humiliation if that happens.

"Ah! Izayoi-san! Yoroshiku! Now sit behind Tsukishima-san there, thank you"

I turned my back and started walking slowly to my designated seat when I came to realize that the name sensei just said is the same person Yama-chan introduced to me this morning. I'm actually worried that he might still be mad, but whatever, I just won't make eye contact.

"Out of all the people, I get to sit with busu (ugly/uggo)?" Tsukishima-san grumbled as I pass by him proving so that he's still annoyed. I'll leave it at that so we won't be having any more interactions.

After everyone's seated, Yoshida-sensei started the lesson. Soon enough after two hours of teaching, she was replaced by another teacher. Melody-sensei is our English teacher, then Teru-sensei for mathematics. Which I really hate.

Well, everyone hates math. Except for those mathematicians. Sometimes I would randomly wonder why the hell does math exist for? It's just mental torture for most. Even if I have a knack for studying, Math is still one of the subjects I despised and still despise until now.

It was around 12:30 in the afternoon when Nee-chan messaged me-

From : Konami-nee

To : Hikaru

Subject : Urgent

The interview's starting in less than 30 minutes. I need you ASAP!! -it read. Good thing is that lunch break also came so I'm free right now.

After keeping all of my things inside my bag I left the classroom and walked hurriedly to the empty music room located at the other building near Karasuno's Gym. Luckily this part of the school had fewer students hanging out so no one would be barging inside the music room while I use it. Shutting the door, I headed to the chair near the window. On it, is a guitar that has a stained yellow coating, which is absolutely my favorite. I picked it up and sat down.

I tapped Nee-chan's phone number and gave it a ring, seconds later she answered. "...nee-chan, I'm here..." I called out softly.

"Hikaru! Finally! I'm counting on you please! I'll make sure to practice as soon as you send the track to me" she sounded excited and nervous at the same time. I can faintly hear yells from her manager and makeup artists, they're probably busy on making my sister look like a Goddess on-screen.

Although, I personally think she already is. Konami-nee has long wavy pink hair, reaching below her waists. She inherited our mother's distinct auburn eyes, along with her pointed nose which added to her beauty.

Completely the opposite of me, who has short black hair, dull brown eyes, and small button nose. A total nerd. We're like strangers having the same surname.

"I understand, bye-" Nee-chan immediately dropped the call, without further ado. I tried not to think too much about it thinking that maybe she's just too busy to even remember.

Slipping my phone back to my skirt pocket, I gripped the frets of the guitar and started strumming chords that allowed me to say whether the strings are finely tuned or not. After a few twists, the sound of the strings harmoniously played with one strum.

I smiled, happy, hearing music. I always liked music. Listening to it and singing. My father always told me that he used to be a band vocalist back in the day before he met my mother. Nee-chan didn't have a knack for singing, but I did, and so Father taught me how to control it and even play some instruments. Mostly, the guitar and the piano.

Considering the time left before Nee-chan's interview, I decided to practice a small song.

".....zutto ishouni itta..." I sang as I strum the strings, remembering the chords and lyrics of one of my favorite songs. It's a song played in one anime that aired back then, . The meaning of the lyrics along with the catchy soft melody of the song made it my favorite one. "....futari de aruita ipponmichi.....futatsu ni wakarete-" my singing was cut off when my phone started ringing again.

It's probably Nee-chan, trying to rush me because she's nervous. I tapped the end button and positioned myself comfortably again, this time I put my phone on top of the small drawer beside me.

Should I sing Haniwa's Diagnosis: Love Sickness? I'm sure everyone would like to listen again to the first song we covered. I took off my glasses and set my phone to record and started singing, as I softly strum the chords. I leaned my head on the windowpane.

[THE SONG USED IS HONEYWORKS' DIAGNOSIS : LOVE SICKNESS. IT'S IN THE MULTIMEDIA AND SANA'S VOICE WILL BE HIKARU'S VOICE. PLEASE IMAGINE THAT. ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER OF THE SONG. © ANIMEDOT FOR LYRICS. -N&N]

"....Koi no sakusen umaku ikimasen

Kimi taisaku shichaunda akirechau desho?

Otome kokoro kawaru aki no sora

Furimukanakya unto kōkai shichaunda kara

Kimi ga dareka ni homerareteru

Katte ni yorokobu watashi desu ga

Sono dare ka wa ne

Onnanoko da to sukoshi fukuzatsu nan desu

Hanbunko shite suki tte nigai mon

Zenbu wa nigakute nomemasen non

Hanbunko shite doki tte itai no

Kusuri wa itami ni kikimasen no

'Suki' tte nimoji ubatchaitai no

Tokubetsu hoka ni wa nozomimasen non

Kyō kara watashi suki ni natchaeba?

Mōsō tamani wa hitsuyō desho! Ne?

Koi tte yamai da yo

Kataomoi wa tanoshii tte kiita kedo sonna no uso

Tsurakute namida bakari da

Demo ne suki tte kizuketa toki wa ureshikattan da

Hanbunko shite suki tte omoi mon

Hitori ja omokute motemasen non

Hanbunko shite doki tte omoi mo

Tokubetsu ja nakya iya da yo....."

With a satisfied smile on my face, I finished the song and tapped the stop button on my phone. I opened the sending app and quickly sent my recording to my sister. When I say that we cover songs, I meant like this. My sister being the pretty social person she is the one who appears physically as the singer and I am the voice behind all of her performances since I hate unnecessary attention. This is also the secret she's trying to protect all the time which is why she always warns me not to get too fond of people.

Only a few people know about this secret of ours. Nee-chan's manager and her staff. The two of us are Izanami, and we intend to keep it a secret forever, both for me and my sister's career.

I received a message from Nee-chan, saying thank you and that she received it. She even told me that her interview's going to air later at 8 pm and that I should watch it. I meekly smiled before putting down the guitar on the chair as I stand up. As I was walking down, I realized that I have left my glasses on the window so I turned back to go get it.

That's when I stopped dead in my tracks. I could barely make it out, but someone was outside the window, looking at me. I gulped down and nervously walked closer and grabbed my glasses that he graciously put forth for me. As my vision got better with the glasses on, my eyes widened as I sweatdropped from both sides of my face.

Shit.

His lips curved into an amused smile as he placed a hand under his chin, "Heh" I flinched when he spoke. "So you're the voice behind Izanami?" he chuckled as he looked at my figure from top to bottom.

I couldn't move. My mouth opened but my voice wouldn't come out. I couldn't speak. I was too shocked. Did I just get our secret exposed?

Moreover, why did have to be him?

Why did it have to be Tsukishima Kei out of all the students here in Karasuno?