When the time came for the first day of school to begin, a sense of anxiety attacked, and with the first day of grade nine, it came especially harder, as students felt the pressure to get out and pursue the future they desired. On that morning, for the start of her new year, Gumi searched frantically in the mess of her home, desperate to find a notebook holding the papers she needed to hand in for her school. With the search growing more frantic and time ticking away, she cursed under her breath. She knew her parents would have forgotten to clean up, even for a little, as they had grown so heavily consumed by their lives and anger for three and a half years. For all Gumi knew, it was likely her parents forgot that their remaining child was growing up, despite their belief that she was still little.

Being fully focused on her search, the sounds of her ringing phone and doorbell signals were absent to her, leaving the visitor with no choice but to walk in and investigate.

"Gumi?" The visitor cried out, unsurprised with the overload of bottles and scraps of paper that decorated the floor. Hearing the books hit the hardwood floor in a near room, the visitor stepped closer, seeing her friend dig furiously among a pile of books and binders. "Gumi!"

The sweet voice of concern finally catching her attention, Gumi quickly turned, ready to confront the uninvited guest, only to then relax, recognizing the girl wearing the same uniform as her.

"Good morning, Kokone," Gumi greeted her best friend. "You could have rang the doorbell or call me instead of walking in like that," she giggled quietly, embarrassed that her friend was witnessing what could be best described as 'being hit by a tornado' in her home.

'Did she even… did she not hear either?' Kokone thought sourly in her head before shrugging, heading straight to the next topic. "What are you doing?"

"You know that notebook, where I store the papers my parents are supposed to see and sign for the homeroom teacher?" Gumi asked, to begin her explanation.

"Yeah…"

"And how I just forge my parents' writing and store the papers in a binder and leave it on the table-"

"Just get to the point."

"I lost it."

As Gumi casually twiddled with her fingers while ending her sentence, Kokone couldn't stop herself from bringing her hands to her forehead in disbelief.

"Gumi, we're in our third year now," she began to lecture. "Have you not learned anything?"

"I'm sorry!" Gumi cried out. "Just please, help me find it, okay?" Before Kokone could reply, a blue book caught her eye, and she walked towards it, removing the unneeded papers that lied on top of it. She sighed as she held the book up for Gumi to see.

"How do you find it so fast!?" Gumi cheered with glee, rushing towards her and hugging Kokone with no pause in sight.

"Alright, Gumi, we need to go now," said Kokone. "It's the first day of school. We need to make a good impression because next year, we'll be in high school."

"Both of you eat quickly."

In another household, two sisters ate their breakfast made for them by their mother. The older girl was in her senior year of high school, a gorgeous teenager with long, silky, pink hair tied in a single side ponytail, and she was dressed in her uniform, different from the one who sat next to her. The younger sister had a rather cute face and long, wavy hair that fell beyond her waist. While the older sister wore a plaid skirt and a vest on top of her buttoned shirt, the younger sister wore a sailor uniform, as well as she wore her headband decorated with cat ears, as it was too precious for her to not wear.

"So you're now in your last year of junior high school…" The older girl whispered to her younger sister after swallowing a small bit of her pancakes. Turning her head to the right towards the blonde girl, she questioned, "Who is your homeroom teacher?"

"No clue," her younger sister responded back, then went to take another bite from her bagel. After a moment of chewing her delicious food, she swallowed and continued. "I will find out who my teacher is when I get there today."

"Isn't there a new teacher in your school today?" The girls' mother asked happily while pouring coffee into her mug. "I heard something from Mrs. Itou that a new teacher is coming." The woman with hair as long as her daughters, tied by a green ribbon, came to the table and placed more pancakes for her daughters to eat. While doing so, the woman continued on with her gossip. "She said it is a veteran teacher who is excellent, despite being away for two years and recently coming back to teaching this year." Right after saying those words, the woman remembered seeing something relating to her topic.

The mother goes to grab a newspaper nearby and returns to her daughters, holding it out for them to see. She points to them a name circled in red marker. "It is this person," she tells her two daughters. The two teenagers read the name that had been circled.

"Miura Mayuko?" The younger one read quietly with curiosity in her voice.

"Mrs. Itou also told me that the students in her class have their grades improved. Most of them go on to attend a private school." The woman then looks at her younger daughter with a bright smile on her face. "It would be nice if she is your teacher this year, SeeU. You will definitely get into a private school just like Uni."

SeeU did not want to be reminded of private school. Every day, she was nagged by her mother to always do her best and to succeed, to get into the best school and have a successful future. The girl's grades were not bad, but in comparison to her older sister, Uni, they were not fantastic either. Kasumi wished for her younger daughter to excel and have a great education, hoping she would have the life she abandoned.

"SeeU," Uni whispered to her younger sister. "If she is your teacher, then you will be spending a year in hell." Upon hearing those words, SeeU turned to her sister. "Why?" SeeU grew more curious to what her sister was saying. Despite being constantly compared to her older sister, SeeU had a healthy, happy relationship with Uni and was pleased to have her as her sister. At the moment, Uni telling her that having Ms. Miura for a teacher is a year of hell has left the blonde growing interested.

"In my high school, there is a student who had her as a teacher before." Uni started to tell her younger sister, who is listening intently. "They told me something. In Miura's class…" then Uni's words grew slightly eerie as she continued. "Unbelievable, awful things happen all the time." SeeU's sky colored orbs show a mix of interest and small fear. She wanted to know much more. SeeU was interested to learn what it would be like to have Ms. Miura for a teacher.

"Awful things? Unbelievable things?" The blonde apprehensively asked her sister.

"Do you want to know?"

"I do want to know, sis."

Slowly, Uni leaned towards SeeU's face, her breath hitting the younger girl's nose. For a moment, she had opened her mouth to go on. Then, quickly, she turned back to her food.

"I'll stop."

"Eh?"

"If you hear it, you will soak your underwear and maybe even your skirt."

"What!?" SeeU's heart dropped a bit. The girl was dying to know more. "Tell me, sis! Please tell me!" She grabbed onto the older girl's arm, begging her to say more. Rather than allowing herself into her sister's whining, Uni continued on with her meal, ignoring the girl next to her.

"What are you two doing? If you don't hurry, you both will be late for school." Kasumi scolded her two daughters.

"Ann is picking me up today!" The blonde yelled at her mother.

"Oh, really? Such a sweet friend as always." Kasumi responded.

Right after those words were exchanged, a tall man dressed for work entered the dining room and greeted his family.

"Good morning."

"Good morning!" SeeU cheerfully greeted her father.

"You're early today," Uni commented. Usually, the girls' father would wake up a bit later, barely missing his daughters leaving home for school.

"Today is the start of a new school year," the man cheerfully told them. "I wanted to see your cute faces in the morning on your first day of school." After saying those words, he pets his younger daughter's head, knowing she likes to be petted like a kitten.

"Good morning," Kasumi greeted her husband with glee. "Do you want coffee?"

"I drink it everyday," the man responded. "No need to ask, dear." After pouring the drink for her husband, Kasumi handed him his coffee.

"Will you be late again? Do you know what time you are coming home?" Kasumi started to throw questions at her husband.

"How should I know," he responded with slight annoyance in his voice. "Also, didn't I ask you to wake me up earlier? I told you last night I wanted to have a nice breakfast with the girls."

"I did wake you up." She started to sound irritated with her husband. "You got mad at me and told me to let you sleep more," she told him in a slight harsh tone.

"Also, when I walked downstairs past the living room, the place was covered in papers scattered all over the floor and unwashed cups on the table. If a guest was to visit unexpectedly, we'd appear to be slobs," The man told his wife with bitterness in his voice. As he was a wealthy businessman living in a nice home, he expects his house to represent his status. "Clean the mess up."

"I'll do it later," Kasumi responded with a hint of annoyance in her voice while she goes to take some plates off the table. "I'm busy right now."

"You should keep this house clean in the first place."

"Stop complaining so much this early in the morning."

"Stop slacking and lazing around."

"Gah!" Interrupted by the shriek of their younger daughter, the bickering married couple turned to her, noticing the juice she had spilled on the table.

"Oh, SeeU…" her mother grabbed a rag and went to clean up the mess.

"SeeU is clumsy as usual," her father commented with a small grin on his face.

"He he," SeeU chuckled, scratching her head with her hand. Uni looked at her younger sister, well aware that SeeU doesn't like it whenever their parents argue. Once it appeared that an argument is about to start, SeeU would always spill or break any nearby items. By doing so, her parents would immediately focus their attention on her and thus forgetting they were even arguing in the first place.

"SeeU!" a voice of a mature young girl cried out for the blonde.

"Oh, Ann is here!" SeeU rushes out of her seat, grabbing her bag and kissing her parents goodbye.

"I'll see you later!" With those words, SeeU departed her home, leaving her family there in the dining room.

"I can't believe it, Kokone!" Gumi sang cheerfully, walking beside her friend on their way to school. "In the last year of junior high school now, we must make it even better than last year!" Kokone couldn't help but chuckle at her friend's cheerfulness. "Oh Kokone," Gumi began her dramatic nonsense, her arms rising up to add to her dramaticness. "I want to make lots of new friends and make lots of happy memories. I want to get along with all my classmates. I want to have a great year with everyone."

"Haha, you're saying pretty careless things now," Kokone responded to her friend's semi-dramatic scene.

"Eh… so cruel, Kokone," Gumi pouted to the brunette beside her. "Don't you want to make memories too, and make friends with your classmates as well?" In a serious tone, Gumi asked her friend. For a moment, Kokone looked up, and then answered her friend's question.

"Making memories and new friends are nice," she started. "But just as long as we are in the same class and are still friends, I will be happy enough." Before she could even suspect, Kokone was tackled by the greenette beside her.

"Kokone!" Gumi cheered with glee in her voice. "I am so glad to be friends with you." She said with a smile on her face. Kokone smiled back, and eventually, the two girls fell into a fit of giggles. Kokone and Gumi had been friends since Kindergarten, and no matter what the future decided to bring, they promised to stay as close friends forever.

After calming down, the two girls continue their walk to school, eager to start their last year of junior high together.

Standing on a bridge, a tall figure stood, watching the two young girls happily laughing to each other and walking together. The woman stared down at the two girls with a blank look on her face. Then, after a moment, a very small smile appeared on her face. In her mind, the two girls were too innocent. They believed they would be friends forever, but were they sure they can truly stay friends? The woman slowly opened her mouth and murmured under her breath.

"Open your eyes."

Hello! Do you remember this fic? Did you noticed I deleted this 60 something chapter long fanfic just to rewrite it and post it all again? Did you... No? Okay.

Hello, I originally posted this fanfic for the first time five years ago, in February 2015. Between then and last month, I had posted 65 (I think chapters). I couldn't post often due to school, but now, we're in quarantine, I've graduated, and I'm now home all the time. The last time I updated this fic, I said I would take a break from it. The core reason was that there were some things I included in the original story that I no longer like and didn't want to write about when it came to updating this story. The simple solution would have been to just not write it, but then it'd mean I'd potentially end the story with some plot-holes and I didn't want that...

So I deleted the story, decided to rewrite it from the beginning and repost every chapter but with heavy revision. Yes, it's very heavy revising because, with five years having passed, it means more vocaloids came out, and as I got older, I opened up to voiceroid and CeVio, so I made some changes. The teacher is a different vocaloid, not Mayu anymore. Some students change. The classroom is bigger just because it came to my attention that some middle school classrooms are big, like pretty large, and when I imagine the setting to be in a city, it'd probably make sense that the school has more classrooms and students. Of course, only a few students get the most focus...

As I progress through the story, I'll continue to state in the end what other changes have been made. However, Gumi, Kokone, SeeU... they're still the same. With that being said, take care and stay safe!