The last time Rafayel had heard your name was a long while ago, so why, oh why, did your name appear in the list of performers that were up on stage in this concert he attended on a whim with someone he knew?

There you were, looking as gorgeous as the day he had let you slip from his fingertips - your melodic voice filling his mind in a haze, singing lyrics you once sung to him in a summer afternoon.

Chuckling, he finds himself mouthing along, reminiscing in the what could've been.