Furina, Focalor, or The Hydro Archon. Whatever you want to call her, it's all the same. She's a arrogant and sassy girl but inside she's broken and losing hope, how do you know? Well you're her best friend for years now.

On a day of your birthday, you were found dead in a alleyway, your eyes lifeless, body limp, your clothes stained with your own blood, and your hair clip Furina gave you shattered on the floor, like someone stepped on it and left it. It was news all over, so bad Furina got a hit with it. And she was devastated, she was confused of how you died and who would even do it.

After the day of your funeral, Furina distanced herself from everyone. She never went outside unless she had too, she never talked to anyone there, and she never even looked at anyone she met.

One day, on the same day of your death and birthday. She was in a auditorium, by herself. She scheduled a performance to you, she was the only one. The stage is empty, the lights off, why is she preforming by herself? Well simple, this is your birthday gift, a small act for you.

She starts preforming elegantly, every now and then she looked at the spot you'll always be when she is practicing a performance in front of you. A tear goes down her cheek as she looks at the spot as she continues preforming.

She continues, no stop. A soft hum goes around the auditorium as she gracefully dances, the spotlight is on her and only her. Not knowing you're watching in the same spot you always sit at.