Gentle winds, calming rain pattering on the roof.

“Are you alright?” Kanade asked. You found yourself zoned out listening to the rain while trying to compose, and apologized before getting back to work.

“I was thinking maybe we could both make a draft together and list what we want for this particular song.” She said, pointing towards some notes on a notebook she had.

You and Kanade were currently at her place, and after encouraging her to open the blinds, you both got to enjoy the sight of cool, heavy rain as it hit the windowpanes. It gave you a sense of peace while you two worked on composing.