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It was a bright, almost to bright morning. Yuma rose from the sheets of his bed he would let out a lazy yawn. The sound of Gokupo shifting around in the other room of the traditional styled Japanese house. Since he came around he had been living with Gokupo, the pink haired Vocaloid looked at the clock. The time was almost 7:30... "I... am going to be late...." He said with a sleepy tone to his voice, then his eyes bugged out as he got a clearer look at the red analog alarm clock... "OH Crap I'M GONNA BE LATE!!." Yuma scrambled out from under the bed sheets in a clatter and a hurry, he tripped and banged his knee on the bed post. The sudden strike to the knee caused him to roll and grab his knee "OWWW...owww...ow..."

With a hiss of perseverance he shook his head and grabbed his hoodie and beanie cap, he puts them on and grabs his headphones, grabbed his pants and slipped into whatever he usually wore, he looked at his bruised knee and grimaced, he moved to the kitchen Gakupo was settling in for tea, and Yuma had to decline his offer to join "Can't now Gaku, late for school..."

He put on his shoes, rushed out the door, and barreled down the street. The look on his watch was not great, classes started at 8:15 he had to be there, and it took 20 minutes to get there from here to his house and 15 minutes from his locker to his first home room. "This is seriously messed up for an early morning...." He grimaced as he dashed in at a full sprint down the side walk, the shoes of his skidding slightly with the rate and speed in which he was going. "I'm so not gonna....". 'positive man think positive... you'll make it.'

He had stopped in his negative manner to coax himself with positive encouragement. The young man was not the most popular boy in school, many other Vocaloid guys out ranked him popularity wise. But he did alright, he wasn't the greatest at his classes either, but he did alright. The feet of his keep going, and going, and going, he weaved past the objects such as streetlights and pillars. The movement of his feet was kept going, and going, he hoped he could make it. "Come on Yuma faster... run faster." He was dashing down the street continuously, there was then a row of fencing along a cross section of road and sidewalk he could not see around.

Gumi gave a yawn and a stretch as it was time for school again, she was tired like everyone else who would be going to school as well but of course she couldn't miss anything now. The top of her green locks were always messy when she woke up in the morning and like usual spend a little while to make her hair look good, as her hair was always short and free flowing when there was a breeze. She had plenty of time as she changed into her orange and yellow usual skirt with a pair of red glasses/goggles that rested on the top of her head.

As the first few minutes would pass just getting ready she would finally head down to make something of course before she would finally head out, wearing a small messenger bag for things that she of course would need for the class today. Gumi was finally out and headed down the sidewalk to the road taking about 30 minutes to for walking, lots of time and she wouldn't be late.

A little while later, the young girl had passed through the gate and into the building with a sigh as she stepped in and took the seat, just waiting and getting ready for the class now.

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Gumi gave a yawn and a stretch as it was time for school again, she was tired like everyone else who would be going to school as well but of course she couldn't miss anything now. The top of her green locks were always messy when she woke up in the morning and like usual spend a little while to make her hair look good, as her hair was always short and free flowing when there was a breeze. She had plenty of time as she changed into her orange and yellow usual skirt with a pair of red glasses/goggles that rested on the top of her head.

As the first few minutes would pass just getting ready she would finally head down to make something of course before she would finally head out, wearing a small messenger bag for things that she of course would need for the class today. Gumi was finally out and headed down the sidewalk to the road taking about 30 minutes to for walking, lots of time and she wouldn't be late.

A little while later, the young girl had passed through the gate and into the building with a sigh as she stepped in and took the seat, just waiting and getting ready for the class now.

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Yuma however was still sprinting in for class. The bell was going to be going off soon in 5 minutes. He couldn't be late, the teacher would have him stand in front of class and sing that song... He groaned... He begins sprinting faster.

There was the gate up ahead, he was getting close. He would make it... Yuma watched the gates slowly closing on him... "OHHH no ya don't..." he lurched forward and would pass through the gates before they fully closed. He sprinted still. His legs were burning, and the bump from this morning was growing much more sore the faster he ran... He would skid through the hall around the corner. There was his locker, he would move towards it, he fumbled around with the lock combo, once it sprung open, he put his stuff inside, then grabbed his stuff for class, only 2 minutes left, he had to move fast.

He ran off towards class once he had his items for class, running and running again, there it was, his home room. He sprinted towards it but suddenly the door swung ajar and slammed into his face, and he was left there holding his face for a moment, then, there went the bell... "Damnit...." He walks into the class, and he hung his head "Annnnd I'm late..." He would notice the teacher and class had been ready by the time he entered a minute late.

The girl sitting in the middle of the class near the front looked up as he heard running down the hall, not really minding but then seeing the young boy in front of her and the class. Gumi just kept quiet doing her own thing as of course class had just started as her notebook was open and she had her pencil writing things down now.

As time would start to pass she would now be already fully attention to what was happening as she took some of the notes and listened as the teacher started to talk. There was nothing that she could think about doing after class beside maybe getting a little snack down at the shop and going home, though she didn't have anything planned with any hangout with friends either so it was a free day that she would be bored with it seemed.

Yuma settled into his seat, after having been made to sing in front of class, the other vocaloids had been impressed, but he was just looking forward to making it through class. He sat behind Gumi was it.... His eyes lingered on the green haired girl in front of him, she was a diligent girl, she was good at sports and her class work. He would settle in and open his notes, and begin writting, his hair was a similar shade to Luka's who sat behind him. His pencil moved calmly on the notepad, he would take notes while the teacher was at work explaining different forms of melodies to them. Music appreciation was generally the main point to Homeroom for Vocaloids, everyone in his class was eagerly listening, well not all of them but a good enough amount to be passable. His pencil lead broke and he sighs, he sharpens it. Then gets back to writing in the pad.

Time continued to move along more as the classes started to progress to the assignments and homeworks then finally end with the bell. She leaned back putting her arms up with a stretch as she moved one arm to push her bangs back so they wouldn't block her face fully, not liking messy hair at all. Slowly as everyone left she would turn and pack her things slowly as she would finally be the last few to leave behind everyone else.

(Don't know if you want them with multiple or one class)

Yuma was about to leave suddenly, the teacher sprung the good old 'oh and also' "Be sure to have your duet partner picked out before the finals course, you all should have one by the 21st of next month..." Yuma went bleach white in the face, he didn't have a partner yet, and as he looked around, most of the students did have partners already, his mind lingered back to the green haired girl, and he slams his fist down onto his palm as if to say 'I got an idea.' The pink haired boy leaves the class to go out and find her, he eventually did "Hey you there, you have a duet partner?" He would ask her, as he finally caught up to her.

She continues walking idly down the hall and down some stairs as she turns down another hall toward a door at the end of the hall. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair as she suddenly heard a voice behind her. It was similar voice to her classmate, turning to stand and look over at him as she was the only one right now to be going down this hall beside him. " ummm...no...why? Do you?"