[You're Utahime]

smoking cigarettes on the roof

Shoko wraps her arm around your lower back, pulling you closer to her

"You look so pretty, and I love this view"

Shoko says, moving the cigarette away from her lips and blowing the smoke from her mouth into the night sky

we fell in love, in October. That's why, I love fall

She leans her head onto your shoulder, looking at the sky. It's a lovely night out, a little chilly but you're here; making the light gusts of wind bearable

looking at the stars, admiring from afar

my girl, my girl, my girl you will be my girl my girl, my girl, my girl you will be my world my world, my world, my world you will be my girl