guitar strums, his voice, the sound of cars. all audible to your ears. the moonlight. semi eita in his black collared shirt, his silver necklace, his millions on rings, his star pins on his hair. such a beauty to your eyes. he smiles, singing your favourite song as his beautiful grey jewels stare into yours lovingly.

his voice flows out smoothly before strumming the guitar one last time. he smiles and holds your hands. “how’d you like it~?” he asks as he tilts his head