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"A band?"
Haruaki beamed at his friends, "Yes! It's a good idea, don't you think? I can play the guitar, Ame can play the drums—"
Izuna looked at the twin, eyes wide in shock. "I didn't know you could play the drums," he said, shocked.
"I did, but I stopped taking classes after middle school," Amaaki clarified as he coughed into his fist.
"—still, you know the basics, so it can work! Other than that, Izuna, you know how to play the bass, right?" Haruaki asked. Izuna replied with a nod and looked at Rintarou who was already thinking that this was a stupid idea. "And Rintarou could play the electric guitar!"
"How about Ebisu?" Rintarou directed the attention to the boy who was looking out the window.
Ebisu forced a laugh, "Oh, me? Sorry, I can't play any instruments." He replied immediately. Haruaki opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Ebisu before he could even say anything. "I am not going to sing." Haruaki closed his mouth.
"But," Amaaki interrupted, looking at Ebisu, "I saw you play the piano in the music room just the other day."
Ebisu clenched his hand into a fist under the table.
Haruaki smiled, "Okay so, I can play the guitar, Amaaki can play the drums, Rintarou on the electric guitar, Izuna plays the bass and Ebisu with the piano!" He listed them off while using his fingers to keep count.
"Have you ever heard of a band with a piano?" Rintarou raised his hand.
"I feel like a keyboard is more fitting," said Izuna.
Ebisu smiled, "I'll play if you guys pay for keyboard classes."
"You play the piano, you already have the basics to play a keyboard," Amaaki said as he tapped on his desk. Ebisu clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Haruaki's smile hasn't faltered yet. It softened to something more heartfelt, warm, genuine. He watched as his closest friends talked about his idea and discussed ideas. He hopes more days like this come to be.
Days of the warm sunlight pouring over them as they talked about silly topics, bicker, or just enjoying each other's presence.
Yet, a heavy air of untold stories was carried within the air in the classroom. This idea of a band was silly and stupid. But does it matter if they’re only there to have fun?
'Whatever secret or burden you guys carry,'
"Who's going to be our vocalist?" Rintarou leaned into his chair, resting his head on his folded arms that were propped up by the backseat of the chair.
Izuna looked at Haruaki. "Why not Haru? He has a decent voice," he suggested.
Amaaki's ahoge jolted up in excitement. "Yes! I totally agree, Haruaki's voice is a voice gifted by the gods themselves!" Ebisu just smiled and nodded quietly.
Ebisu turned to Haruaki,"What do you think?" He asked.
'I hope you'll share them with me.'
"It's a wonderful idea."