[♪] Hearing the other’s voice still shocked her a bit. It made her happy though. Aine was healing and faster than she anticipated. A small laugh escaped her lips as she shook her head. “Nope that’s not enough! I wanted to get you something.”
The composer walked up to the other, stepping around him. From behind she draped the chain over the other and clipped it close. The locket hung around his neck. Her smile grew.
“Oh good, it’s a good length.” she mused before going back around to face him. “I hope you like it. It looks nice on you~.”
“You know this should be the opposite… Nanami-san. Normally the guy would give a girl a necklace…” Aine scratched his head bashfully but sighed. She was doing this because she wanted to, and he appreciated her feelings.
It was nice someone remembered his birthday… when was the last time he even celebrated it?
“Thank you for the present though… I was feeling weird not wearing my pendant.” Unconsciously, he clasped his hand over the locket, feeling the bumpy texture that was unlike his blue-gem necklace.
I had a dream, one day. There was a huge crowd right in front of me, cheering for my name, singing with me in every lyrics that goes out of my lips. Lights danced in different colors. But at the same time, I feel half-dead.
Everything was surreal. Then, they called me Ai. Who is Ai?
(A/N: Happy Birthday to Ai and Aine. I still love you both.Lol)
[♪] In one hand she held a cupcake with a candle in it while in the other hand she had a small gift box. Setting both down in front of the recipient, she smiled at him.
“ Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday dear Aine-san Happy birthday to you~! “
Her smile never falter. After she finished singing, she sat down next to the other, motioning him to blow out the candle and to open his gift. Once he did, Haruka reached over and took out the necklace. She opened it, revealing that it was locket. One side was for a photograph, which she left empty so he can decide what to place in there but on the other was an engraved message. It read: Happy birthday, Aine-san. No matter what, you’ll have both music and me to rely on. -Haruka Nanami.
Holding it up, she said, “Lean over so I can put it on you. I want to make sure I got the right length.”
It had been almost two months since he had found his voice back on that day. No words were able to describe the immense relief and happiness he felt being able to talk again. He also remembered on that same day he had passed out from his own recklessness and deadly flu. Thanks to his uncle’s meticulous care and Nanami’s kindness, he was able to recover again.
As soon as he was able to get out of bed, he secluded himself to reconnect with his voice. It was personal training– it had been years since he had last spoken or even sang.
But it was also because he wanted to listen to his own voice alone for a while.
Because of that, he ended up not being able to meet with Nanami for almost a month. While he exchanged messages over SNS with her, he felt a bit lonely not seeing her.
Her visit today surprised him when he came back home from jogging. However, with the cake on the table and present in her hands, he was more surprised he had forgotten that it was his own birthday.
“You… you didn’t have to do this, Nanami-san. It’s the first time in a while since we’ve met up and you remembered my birthday. Isn’t that enough?”
It’s nostalgic, isn’t it I had never forgotten The path I walked with you Your dream will come true… Surely.
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…I’ll always pray for the continuation of your dream.
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First off, I’d like to thank my friend @appendorange for drawing this wonderful commission of Aine for me to color. Thank you so much, you’ve captured him perfectly!
I don’t have anything new to say this year because you all already know well my feelings about Aine. Of course, I wish for him the best happiness for this year as well!
Even looking back through painful memories, I’m sure Aine is still fond of the happy memories he made in the past. The flowers he’s holding in his arms are the Iris and the Forget-me-nots.
“Your Friendship Means So Much to Me” and “Memories.”
I hope Aine will make good memories this year too. Thank you for being born, Aine.
My character is having a flashback and they feel they can’t breathe. Send your character’s response to seeing mine clutch their throat and gasping for air.
