another story for y'all...two stories at one wow i'm really on fire aren't i?

this style's a lil different than what i usually do and im not sure on whether this or the other story will be updated more but

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Her eyes were a crystal blue, the type that authors fantasized over in romance books, and his were a murky brown that were simply unpleasant to look at, one of the many subtle but logical reasons why he did not deserve her. His eye color that he loathed, though, was not something that hindered her from accepting his proposal to their school's dance...or maybe it did; she seemed the type to do things out of pity, but surely she would not have said yes if his eyes really were that horrid...or at least he hoped so.

Her name was Rin, the type of girl that was bubbly and quiet at the same time and still managed to pull it off expertly, the one that sat next to her friend too loud for her in the violin section of their school's orchestra. He was not able to hear her individual playing technique for the rest's sounds overpowered hers, but the hint of a smile on her lips while she played was a telltale sign that she knew just how skilled she was. She was perfect for him, if one were to ignore the fact that she was everything that he was not; after all, he was Len Kagamine. Surely, that fact alone is more than enough of an explanation.

Len was a loser, the one that had an Android cellphone void of social media and a messaging app more of a desert than a piece of technology for how little content it held, filled with enough contacts to count on one hand: Rin, his parents, and his eleven-year-old cousin Yuri. It was pathetic, yes, but Len did not mind. He was too busy for friends, anyways; that's what he told himself, anyways, the sad little excuse of a mask that it was to hide whatever sort sorrow he held. Len was a loser, the boy that played piano in the back corner of the room, the one that found it a blessing that Rin Shimoda was sitting within a fifty-foot-radius of himself, the one that had his day made when Rin's too-loud friend made small talk with him in between songs, even though they both knew she was doing it because she was too talkative for her own good. She goes by Ted, even if that is a boy's name and her real name is Teto, and for a solid day Len had the idea that maybe it should have been she that he had asked to be his partner, but his better judgement had stopped him from doing so, not to mention Mrs. Timber's wise-old-woman glances she gave him whenever he took a bit too much time trying to catch a glimpse of the back of her head (the desperate boy he was). Lord help him.

Those crystal blue eyes are going to be the death of him one day if he is never able to call their owner his. Len thinks that he is in love, and he may very well be right.

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