Sitting on her hospital bed, Sarina stares at the screen in front of her, displaying one of Ai’s performances.

A small smile made its way onto her face, clutching an Ai plushie(references from the opening), the toy now slightly worn from how much she’d hug it.

She hummed along to the tune, her pale blues eyes shimmering in excitement, the vibrant colors from the screen reflecting into her eyes.

– ’Ai..’

The tune was slightly off beat, but that did not dampen her excitement.

She gently squeezed the plushie, her hands rubbing against the worn fabric.