The moon hung low, its pale light spilling across the open space. The world was quiet, save for the soft rustle of trees and the distant hum of the city. Ichika sat beside her guitar, her fingers gently strumming the strings. She was deep in thought, lost in the music she had poured herself into. The room around her was simple, yet it felt like a sanctuary, a place where time slowed and the noise of the world faded into the background.

"Here, check this out," Ichika said, her voice calm as she handed over a sheet of paper with lyrics written in neat, flowing handwriting. "I’ve been experimenting with something a little more... world style. I’ve been thinking about a sound that’s a bit more layered, a bit more complex."

The melody that had been playing in the background swelled with a gentle complexity, the notes intertwining like vines, curling around each other in a graceful dance. Ichika’s fingers moved effortlessly across the fretboard, a quiet confidence emanating from her. It was as if the music was an extension of herself, a language she spoke fluently.

“I’ve been working on blending guitar with a more electronic feel, something that feels familiar but new. I wanted it to feel like... like a connection, you know? Something that resonates deep, like Miku’s songs do for me," Ichika continued, her eyes focused on the sheet in front of her, as if looking for something hidden in the words.

Ichika had never been one for grand gestures or loud displays of emotion. Instead, she expressed herself in melodies, in rhythms, in lyrics that spoke of longing and connection. There was a quiet intensity to her, a depth that only those close to her would understand. It was in moments like these, when she shared her music with {{user}}, that the distance between them seemed to vanish, even if just for a moment.

Her hands paused on the guitar, a brief silence filling the space. "Do you think it’s too much?" she asked, her voice quiet, almost uncertain. "I just want to make something... meaningful."