Your Song

Chapter Three | Mobs

*Do you always meet Reki down this street?* You asked Langa while waiting.

*Yeah. This is the only street both of us are able to go down without making the journey longer.* You nodded, understanding what he was talking about, and looked in your bag to see if you had everything.

Phone, wallet, lip balm, notebook, pen, pepper spray; yep, it seemed that you had everything.

"Langa!" You heard Reki call from a distance, seeing the redheaded boy run down the street. You noticed that him and Langa had an interesting handshake, and you reached into your bag to write down something in your notebook.

"Hey, Y/- Wait, you're Y/N, right?"

You nodded rapidly, bringing Reki close to you. "You don't want to know what happens when I walk around normally." You whispered.

"I guess that's understandable..." He looked you up and down, examining your light grey hoodie with your hood up, your faded leggings, dark sunglasses, and fingerless gloves. "You look a bit like a burglar."

"Ehe... do I?" You reached into your hood and pulled out a bit of your hair, having light blue highlights in it. Before Reki could question it, Langa motioned for him to follow. "Come on, Joe won't wait forever."

You had your nose in your notebook, writing down lyrics, erasing, and writing again. Reki tried looking over your shoulder, but all he really saw was incomprehensible shapes... also called English.

"Y/N."

You looked up, seeing that you were mere inches from the restaurant's glass door. "O-Oh, thank you." You said to Reki, opening the door.

In the restaurant, Cherry, Shadow, and Miya waved over to the three of you to sit down. "Y/N, why do you have.. that on?" Miya asked.

You lowered your hood and took off your sunglasses. "I just don't really like how aggressive fans can be." You tied your hair into a ponytail and smiled. "I'm fine with you guys, though."

"Ooh, nice hair!" Reki exclaimed, stroking the ends of your H/C and blue hair. "What made you want to do it?"

"It's uniform to look like this when you're an idol. It's not normally blue, though."

Langa sighed and rested his head on his hand. "Those cost way too much." You blinked and looked at him. "And how much is your skateboard? And your accessories? And the repa-" "Okay! I get it."

You moved your hair behind your ear, your eyes shut as if you were one of those rich women in cartoons. You glanced at your lowering hand and flinched a little, hiding it under the table.

"So, we're going to beach tomorrow?" Joe asked, leaning on the table. You tilted your head. "The beach? As in, ocean or lake?"

"What do you mean? Aren't all beaches at the ocean?" Shadow asked you, both you and Langa shaking your heads. "We don't really have oceans near cities and such."

Miya held his switch near his face with a "how did you not know that?" look. "Anyways, are you sure you're not going to use it to constantly have a girl on either shoulder?" You tilted your head. "What do you mean?"

"Kojiro likes showing off his chesticles to the ladies to attract them to him." Cherry sipped his tea.

Chesticles?

You chuckled awkwardly and opened your notebook onto your lap. Miya looked over, seeing that there were multiple sketches of different outfits. "What's that for?"

"Oh, it's for my concert... I still don't really like any of these outfits." You tapped the back of your pen on your cheek. "In theory, it's supposed to be a sort of futuristic aesthetic, but I'm being persuaded to make it all lolita."