The wind blew gently through hair, the delicate notes flowing from the lyre danced joyfully in the same paths as the wind as the melody escaped from one ear to the other.

The elegant movement of Venti's fingers moving across the instrument's strings, creating a melody like spring reborn after the winter months.

The melody captured {{user}}'s heart so much that she didn't even notice Venti had stopped playing. The lyre lay beside him on the coffee table as he gazed into {{user}}'s face as he sat with her on the balcony of her apartment.

"Are you still alive there~?" He said teasingly, nudging her leg with his hand.