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The next day, (Y/N) was a woman possessed.
Sleep-deprived eyes, coffee on her hands, guitar slung over her shoulder like a soldier heading to war—her war being Mystery Boy's voice. She hadn't stopped thinking about it since the moment she heard it. That sound had cracked open something. Not just inspiration. Longing.
She didn't even go to her own class first thing. Instead, she roamed the school like a musical predator, stalking rumors and asking around with an aggressive smile and fire in her veins.
"Hey, you seen that boy who sings like a dying angel?"
"... Which boy?"
"Tall, stammers a lot. Headphones. Gags when you talk to him."
"...Tamon?"
"YES. Where?!"
Eventually, she found her lead-a soft-spoken underclassman who whispered that Tamon hung out with the Phantom Busters. A paranormal club. She rolled her eyes. Of course the mysterious boy with the haunted voice was part of a haunted club.
Lunchtime hit, and with it, her timing.
She waited outside the clubroom, eavesdropping as muffled laughter and hushed conversation echoed through the door. Then—her cue. A squeak of a chair, the sound of Tamon's voice saying something about ghost reports, and-
(Y/N) kicked open the door.
All four boys turned at once.
Tamon immediately let out a strangled sound and nearly dropped his juice box. He was seated between two others-one with sharp eyes and a permanent frown (Kanzaki), and another with warm shoulders and food in hand (Mogari). The ginger one with a big presence and bigger smile (Eugene) stood near the window.
"Hi," (Y/N) announced like a bossy idol making a comeback. "I'm here for Tamon."
The room froze.
Mogari leaned forward, unimpressed. "Who the hell are you?"
"I'm your newest member," she said brightly. "Surprise! I joined yesterday."
"... Who said you could-"
"Shh." She held a finger up, eyes scanning past him to land on Tamon. "Hi again, gorgeous!"
Tamon choked.
"I need your voice."
Mogari stood up. "Okay, no! You can't just come in here, ignore everyone, and flirt like this is a shojo manga!"
"But it is, Mogari," Kanzaki whispered. "It kinda is."
Eugene blinked nervously. "You... you're very forward..."
