Please note that I haven't played TWEWY for a while, so some details may be off. This is the story of how Joshua became Composer of Shibuya… Kind of in drabbles. They're very short. And honestly, if I owned TWEWY, why would I be writing this fanfic? It's my first time writing a TWEWY fanfic. ^^ Okay, please give me reviews. Flame responsibly. I know this ain't the best fanfic out there. :c

Theme 1: Blind

Sight is a blessing. A blessing from God, some people would say. That's why you feel so bad for the blind most of the time. Sight has always been a problem for Yoshiya Kiryu (more commonly known as Joshua). Not because of what he can't see, but because of what he can. Like, why he 's the only one who can see very large animals… or not animals. They're weird, terrifying. They have graffiti on them, the graffiti he's used to seeing around Shibuya.

Or the fact that he can see people who got killed by these animals, these monsters, and nobody else but him seems able to see them. For a long time he just feels sad for these strange people because he's so young. Around six years old. He decides to ask his parents.

"Why do they have to die?" he asks, looking up at them with strangely older-looking eyes than that of a six year old.

"Who?" his father asks. Joshua keeps quiet. He knows that he shouldn't say anymore.

He figures out eventually by watching and listening that the strange people that nobody else can see are Players. The monsters are Noise. And then there's that word he's heard these other people, the "Reapers", say. It's a word that chills him to the bone.

To "Erase".

He picks up this cool looking pin he's seen the Players wear. He wonders why they wear it. He fingers it a lot and always keeps it in his pocket.

It's around this time when he's older, ten years old, that he wonders if there's something wrong with himself. If he's crazy. Because he's even started hearing voices. He wants to shut them out.

He keeps it all to himself. The Players, the Noise, the voices. He tries to ignore them. He pretends to be completely blind to the world that has opened up to him. He doesn't want to see it anymore.