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Everyone has heard of the rock star best friend cliché. You are a living version of that cliché and it isn't as glamorous as everyone thinks it is. There was no big fight where it ended in him leaving your small home town forever, no. Caught up in his rock star lifestyle he forgot about you. His life became all about playing sold out arenas, sleeping with women and attending award shows. You eventually got over it and went on with your life. *~*flashback: two years*~* You had always been supportive of your best friends aspirations of being a famous musician. Kenma (did I get his name right?) and yourself always listening to him perf

You are in your second year of high school at Seirin High. You were neither the smartest student nor were you the most incompetent. You were completely average in anything that related to school work. In fact, everything about your life was completely average. There was only thing that was exceptional about you, but this talent has lead to you gaining multiple admirers. You were an amazing dancer. So at Seirin High it was evident that you were to the dance club. Your talents were immediately recognised and you were awarded captaincy in your second year. The dance club rarely performed outside of school, but when you were approach about the p

It's been a long day without you, my friend And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again We've come a long way from where we began Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again When I see you again You were gone. A distant memory on the minds of those who loved you. Some have forgotten you, but one person hasn't. Lin. The one person who knew every part of you. You lived on forever in his memory and in spirit. Your mind and soul stayed with him, you were by his side as he watched Naru grow up, oblivious to the turmoil of the Chinese man and you followed him to Japan with the SPR. Damn, who knew? All the planes we flew Good thing

His whole life you were there watching him. No, you weren't a stalker. You were his best friend. You were watching when he began his career, following in his father's footsteps. You watched as women of all ages around Japan fell in love with him. No, they weren't in love with him, they were in love with his looks. Honestly, it wasn't that hard, he was extremely attractive. You knew him too well, knew all his secrets and who he truly was. You couldn't admit it, but you had fallen in love with him. Hard. Your best friend - who just happened to be loved by most of the female population in Japan - was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your