Luka Megurine just arrived in Japan after staying in America for two long years. The next day, after a hopeless apartment-search under the falling snow, she met up with an un/familiar(?) teal-haired girl. (Summary and genres slowly change depending on chapter release)

[First horror one-shot attempt] Miku Hatsune trembled in fear as the red stained clock continuously tic and toc. The once fun and plain classroom she was in, now turned into a cold butcher's office. Right now, what lies in front of her sight is a man holding a knife covered in crimson blood.