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A teen with curly brown hair was at their light pink desk chair. They were known as Takahashi Amber. They were wearing a lilac shirt with a baby dragon on it, their stockings were striped light purple and white to match the t-shirt and white skirt. They also had a nice light blue bow in their hair, to match the color of the dragon. They also had long white gloves with string tied to form a bow. It was admittedly a more formal than average outfit, yet Amber loved the style.
They were on their laptop, typing up a script for some sort of play. Loud music from the famous troupe WonderlandxShowtime played on their teal speaker. They sang along as well as they could to the song playing.
“ 1.2.3. Mitsukechatta! daiji ni shite itai omoi
gyutto gyutto dakishimenakya koborechaisou! “
They looked over at their wall, which had various posters. Some of the troupe, some of Virtual Singers and some from various animes they watched. They smiled at the poster of the troupe.
The troupe was their main inspiration. A group of teenagers started out as nothing, only to rise up and even collaborate with the famous Arcland. Now they performed at the very (thanks to them) popular Phoenix Wonderland, also known as Phenny Land.
“ One day I’ll be as good as you all.“ They said with confidence. “ They looked over and saw their phone ring. They paused the music from a button on the speaker and answered the call, they put it up to their ear.
Fujiwara Chiyo, the school's theater club’s director, was the one who called. Amber was a proud member of the club, usually the lead role in plays and worked on the script with some of the writers.
“ Heyyyy Fujiwara-senpai!” They happily greeted. Chiyo was a third year student, unlike the bright teen who was only a second year, they shared a class with the notorious trouble maker Kamishiro Rui.
“ Hey Takahashi-kun! How’s the script going?” Chiyo was not as excited and bright, but they didn’t seem down either. You could hear him click his mouse.
“ You’re looking at it right now, why are you asking?” Takahashi knew their friend well. Everyone wanted the show to be the best it could be, yet the 3rd year couldn’t help but be extra worried.
“ No I’m not. “
“ I can hear you scrolling.” They said in a teaseful town. They weren’t lying either, Fujiwara’s mouse was very loud. Amber grabbed their quartz that was placed on their pink desk and threw it up in the air slightly. They caught it and continued the cycle.
“ Okay, fine.” He saw no use in lying. “ You know how I get when we first start preparing a new show.”
“ I’m completely aware. Ito-san, Chiba-san, and Fuja-senpai helped a lot. I can finish the script up and print it at the school tomorrow.” They confidently said as they typed.
“ How long is it?” Chiyo asked, scrolling through the long list of words. Amber checked the word count in the corner.
“ The play fully played out should be 45 minutes long, not including the intermission after scene 1.”
“ Alright, good. It’s getting late for you though, you should head to bed. “ The director said. Amber was confused, they thought it was only 5. They opened their curtains and noticed how dark it was outside, then they looked at the clock in the corner of the computer screen. Their eyes widened, shook by how quickly time had flown.
“ Oh sugarplum. It’s already 11?!” They announced, clearly surprised. Chiyo chuckled.
“ Yep, and don’t you go to bed at 10?” He queried, yet already knew the answer.
“ Yeah, I better shut the laptop off. I’ll finish it in the morning, I always wake up early. “ That was no lie, school started around 7, they always woke up at 5, played their morning Wondershow music and got started with the day. After getting ready for school, typically they’d read some Owl House fanfiction, an amazing show by the Creepy Mouse Corporation or check the schedule at Phoenix Wonderland, the nerd was admittedly obsessed with the troupe and all they did.
“ Goodnight Takahashi-kun.” The 3rd year said. Amber knew he was already hovering over the end call button, but they must make sure their lovely friend got the sleep they needed.
“ You need to get to bed too, got it?” They said as they shut their laptop, not caring about closing the tabs currently open. Their speaker loudly announced it was disconnected so they’d pick it up and hold the power button down.
“ Yeah yeah, I’ll get some sleep don’t worry. “
“ Before 3.” They sternly demanded, even if Chiyo could just choose not to listen.
“ How about before 4?” He pleaded, hoping he’d catch a break.
“ Before 3. You need your sleep or who knows if you could direct our amazing play! We need this to go right. We already advertised it around school. I even had Ito-san sneak into Miyamasuzaka to hand out fliers. He would have gotten caught if it wasn’t for Mochizuki-san. “ They recited. They weren’t lying either, thankfully the 1st year was nice enough to cover their comrade’s back.
“ Why’d you make him do it?!” Fujiwara considered this very rude, if Amber was so eager to have people watch the show they should have done it themselves.
“ He said he wanted adventure and risk. It was his idea to do it for me, I only mentioned wanting to advertise it more.” Takahashi wasn’t lying either, they would never dare convince someone to do something illegal. They could hear the director’s dramatic sigh of disapproval, they pictured their dramatic expression as well. He was probably at his desk, putting his hand on his head with a judgemental frown. His dark red hair which needed to be redyed was probably in the same ponytail as earlier.
“Sounds like him.” He said so critically, then softened his tone for his next line. “Alright well good thing he didn’t get caught.“
“ Yeah, that’d be bad. “ Amber walked over to their closet and looked for their pajamas. They saw a bunch of colorful t-shirts, button ups and vests for their school uniform yet their oversized hoodie was stuffed deep into the array of clothes. Their phone with a painted phone case was still up to their ear. The phone case had characters from Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun, a manga series Amber loved. “ Anyways, you get my point, sleep.”
Fujiwara sighed again, it was as dramatic as the others. “ Yes yes, I will get the needed rest. How about you stop telling me what to do and go to sleep and dream of marrying Loid from that one spy show you watch.”
Amber would feel the heat rise in their cheeks, as they flushed a bright red, more or so a coral. They clenched the hanger in their hand, which had an oversized dinosaur hoodie, that was merch from a famous youtuber Moriah Elizabeth. “ We do not talk about that”
“ No, once you first got into the series you talked about it a lot. How wholesome it was and how h-.” He was interrupted with a loud shout that he had to turn his volume down for.
“ STOP! STOP! PLEASE IGNORE MY OBSESSING!” They threw the hoodie on their messy unmade mattress then headed to their dresser and opened the drawer where they kept their pants.
“ I’m hanging up now, goodnight my little simp!~” He said as he hung up. Amber threw her phone on the unmade bed, cushioning its fall. They let their cheeks settle before bursting into a giggle fit.
“ I love my club so much. “ They warmly said as they walked over to the phone and went to their messages. They opened a group chat labeled ‘ Theatrical Stars ‘ which they named themself and typed a reply. They typed pretty quickly as well.
‘ Can’t wait to see you all for practice tomorrow :) ‘
Then they shut their phone off and got ready for bed.