Spread your wings and soar up. The young tri-colored teen sat waiting for her beloved to have his small moment in the sun as the auditorium filled with her their fellow classmates and upper classmen. She shifted to get the best view of the stage and finally found a good spot close to a speaker. She could feel the variations off it of just the stillness of the beast inside the interments sitting waiting for their masters to set them free. She caught a glance of her dearest before he got up on stage and waved, “Judos!” Hearing her voice he turned and waved back with a warm smile brushing the long raven hair out of his emerald green eyes. Finding his guitar and played with it to check if it was in tune. After their short sound check the principle started to explain the unusual assembly, “as part of class C-3’s contribution to the cultural festival we have members of their class willing to perform foe use, let’s give them a hand shall we?” The students and facility started too clapped for a moment before the lights dimmed in the hall. Hikari’s heart started to pound as the vibrations off the speaker intensified as the snare from the drummer counted them in and she was blasted with a wave of sound as judos stuck the strings of his interment; followed by the sweet sound of his voice as he began to sing. The music flowed into her hearing, feeling note as it danced in her ears and into her heart. Looking at her beloved Judos as he put ever bit of energy he could into his performance his green eyes looking back at her. She sang along. She had been to every practice but it felt like she was hearing the song for the first time. She had never had the chance to feel the music like she was. Every note reverberating in her chest like it was. Her heart trying it’s best to match the drum beat. The students threw of their hands cheering as the lead guitarist when into a solo. Some of the students tried to chord surf only to be stopped by the teachers. But the girl was too focused on the young man on stage to care. Mesmerized by his change in how he held himself as he sand to the school… or was he singing to her? His stance showed a new kind of confidence she had never seen in him. It was like watching her older brother find his place in the dueling world. Those spark of light burning and growing stronger. She couldn't help but what to join him on stage. To sing her heart out dance and get people to feel the vibrations of her own songs fill their heart. Maybe one day she would do as Judos sang. “You’ll aim for the world that you dream.”
