Zootopia was a wonderful place. It was a vibrant, almost magical land where anyone could be anything, the kind of place animals just a short time ago thought would only exist in films about dystopian societies. It was that type of place, with none of the drawbacks.

Or rather, that was what they all wanted you to believe.

To any outsider, Zootopia lived up to the hype. It really seemed like an untroubled, worry-free, discrimination-free place where everywhere you looked, you'd see a smiling face.

However, anyone who spent an extended period of time in Zootopia could tell that despite how perfect everything looked on the outside, it got pretty bumpy at times on the inside.

There was a lot of crime. Like, a ridiculous amount of crime. Which tends to happen when you let anyone be anything, right? Some people will take advantage of that privilege for evil. Thankfully, Zootopia had a strong police force that was on the clock 24/7 to keep the city safe.

The major problem in Zootopia, however, was how mistreated a certain species was.

Every other predatory species had managed to wiggle their way into acceptance through years and years of history too long to recap here.

But for whatever reason, the foxes either didn't care or were just too damn lazy to prove everyone wrong. Therefore, foxes never redeemed themselves. Every single nasty stereotype about foxes had been accepted over the years. Foxes were the butt of every joke. It was like this in almost every city (except for Foxburrow, of course), but it was especially bad in Zootopia.

Especially among teenagers.

As much as it pained them, the people of Zootopia had no choice but to admit that the halls of Zootopia High were not a safe place for a fox. It was just something about the adolescent brain that had triggered the bullying and traumatic news stories they'd tried so hard to cover up over the years.

As such, every fox family in Zootopia had transferred their children to private schools or homeschooled them.

All except for one.

There was always something wrong about the hallways of her school, and no matter where Judy went, it followed her.

She was, of course, talking about the elephant in the room. Who sadly wasn't an actual elephant, or he might be treated with some dignity. A boy.

Judy Hopps noticed the boy almost everywhere she went. There was something unique about the boy, something that people were afraid of. They all assumed bad things about him. However, from one look at him, Judy knew that he was no predator.

This boy was a fox.

Whenever she so much as tried to brush shoulders with the fox in the hallways, the animals around her gave her looks of pure terror, like the boy was going to suddenly turn rabid and devour her right then.

Then they got looks of anger at the boy, trying their best to protect her. Everyone liked Judy Hopps, after all, and didn't want to see her get hurt. Straight-A student, choir girl, friendly to all. The only thing that was kinda odd about her was her desire to be apart of the Zootopia Police Department one day (she was a bunny, after all), but she didn't bring that up much.

Judy appreciated all the care her peers had for her. She just wished they would share some of that care with the loner fox boy, who to her knowledge had done no harm.

Lost in thought after encountering him with his usual melancholy expression, earbuds in in the hallway one day, Judy wasn't paying any attention to her surroundings. As the universe's punishment, she bumped right into a round, sturdy surface that knocked her flat on her feet.

It was her friend Clawhauser. A big, goofy cheetah who tended to be just a wee bit clumsy.

"O.M. goodness!" Clawhauser yelled in a concerned tone, picking the girl up from the ground, brushing her off, and then proceeding to pick her books up for her.

"Clawhauser, man, I can take-" Judy began before being cut off.

"No, no, no. It's my fault. I can get these. Hey, did you get my text?"

"Your text?" Judy asked, reaching into her pocket. "My phone didn't go...where is my phone."

"Huh? You lost your phone?"

"Apparently so."

"What class were you in last?"

"Mixed chorus. Might've slipped out of my pocket in there."

"Ah." Clawhauser said. "Well, don't be long. I'll save you a spot at lunch for as long as I can, but you know how that room gets cray-cray."

Judy giggled. "I'll try not to be. See you in a few!"

Clawhauser waved as Judy strolled down the school to the music room in search of her cellular device.

Approaching the brown double doors that led to the music room, Judy couldn't help but notice a voice coming from inside. An unfamiliar voice.

It took a few seconds for Judy's mind to process the voice, but once it did, she had to do a double take. Whoever the voice was coming from, they sang beautifully. They flawlessly hit every note in a way that would put even the best musicians in her class to shame.

Why wasn't this voice familiar to her? Why wasn't this person in mixed chorus?

The voice was singing to an instrumental playing in the background in rather low quality (probably off ZooTube), but still managed to work phenomenally with such poor source material supporting it.

"Amos, amas, I love a lass..."

Judy began to hum the familiar tone, getting lost in beautiful visuals forming inside her mind to the sound as she tapped her foot, stopped at the entrance of the music room.

"As a cedar tall and slender."

Catching ahold of herself for a brief moment, Judy's eyes opened and nearly bugged out of her head as she saw who was singing the delightful tune.

"Sweet cowslip's grace is her nominative case..."

A pause. This one kept tripping up her choir when they performed it a couple of years back. How would the soloist fox handle it?

"And she's of the feminine gender."

Freaking magnificently, that's how.

The music abruptly came to an end.

Giving a puzzled peer at the fox, Judy saw that he had shut his phone off, and was now proceeding to bang his head against the chalkboard.

"Damn it." The fox cursed, timing his bangs against the board with each obscenity. "Damn it. Damn it. What the hell? Why?"

Why was he beating himself up? That was really, really good.

Judy wasn't planning on intruding, but decided that this was a case where she absolutely needed to.

"No, no, no!" Judy exclaimed in a worried, sympathetic tone, causing the fox to jump from the chalkboard with a yelp. "Sorry about that. But you shouldn't be beating yourself up! That was amazing!"

The fox had an expression of pure panic on his face as he looked at the cheerful bunny. Judy noticed the color slowly drain from his face as he struggled to hold himself up.

All at once, he fell to the ground gracefully.

"Oh, crap!"

A/N: Song is "Amos, Amas" by John O'Keefe (public domain).

I dunno how close to "Your Lie in April" this will end up being as I haven't finished said anime yet. I also apologize if my updates are a bit slow as I am currently moving and probably will be bingewatching the rest of "Your Lie in April" soon.

I promise next chapter will be longer, I just have church in the morning and want to get this out there. Hope you all enjoyed despite its brief length. :) As always, R&R is highly appreciated.