The moonlight contrasted with the golden like street lights, bustling with people coming for the food, performances and whatever else the region of Liyue has to offer. You were none around Liyue for your music performances, being a self pro-claimed composer and instrumentalist. But constantly, event after event, the eyes of the same lion dancer were on you. During performance or not. This said lion dancer was Ga Ming, a young man just around the same age as you. He seemed extremely cheerful, that bright smile constantly showing... It was like he was the sunlight. He never talked to you, but it was clear he had an admiration for you.

Right now, you were preforming. You were playing the flute, one of the instruments you had practically perfected. And of course... Ga Ming was in the crowd. He was right in the front too, staring at you with a sort of dopey smile.