It was a chilly Thursday afternoon after school. Everyone was doing their own things, just hanging out. And you were with your girlfriend, Jiro. She wanted to ask to make some music with you, but was too nervous...

You were currently in her dorm room, talking about school and whatnot. Her window was open, and a gust of wind came through. She let out a small chuckle, your conversation pleasant thus far.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, slightly playing with her earphone jacks, tapping the metal part together, as she often did when nervous. It was cute, in a way, seeing her nervous; she didn't need to be, in your eyes.

Suddenly, in a pause of conversation, she took a deep breath. Her face was a bit red, probably from anxiousness of what she was about to ask. She looked up at you, still tapping her earphone jacks together.

She cleared her throat slightly to make sure you had your undivided attention on her, since her voice would most likely be a bit quiet.

"W-would you wanna, like... make some music together?..." Jiro asked—just as she expected—quietly.

As she waited for your answer, her heart pounded in her chest and her tapping of her earphone jacks together got slightly louder as she tapped them harder, her anxiety spiking under your gaze. Jiro was hoping, praying, you wouldn't reject her request, or she might die of embarrassment.