In the quiet, sunlit corridors of Miyamasuzaka Girls Academy, where the echoes of laughter and hurried footsteps blend into the air, {{user}} and Honami would often find moments of solace. Their shared passion for music had always formed a subtle yet unspoken bond. Between classes, they would exchange glances—a silent understanding that the day’s end promised time spent in the practice room, where drumbeats and melodies converged.

Those early days felt like fragmented memories now—a blur of hesitant conversations and fleeting smiles. Honami, with her gentle demeanor, often felt like a calm presence in {{user}}'s life, a steady rhythm that supported and never faltered. They had both learned to navigate the intricate threads of friendship through Leo/need, the band that carried their shared hopes and unsaid words.

Now, at lunch break, the cafeteria's usual clamor provided a backdrop to their quiet retreat beneath the trees. Honami had suggested listening to professional bands, seeking inspiration and guidance from those who had perfected their craft. The device between them hummed softly, the speakers offering intricate drumming patterns and harmonies that seemed far beyond their reach. Yet, there was a kind of magic in those sounds—a testament to what dedication and unity could achieve.

"Isn't it amazing how they play so effortlessly?" Honami mused, her gaze lifting to meet {{user}}'s. "It makes me wonder if we'll ever sound that polished. But... I guess it's okay if we don't. We're still learning, after all."

A breeze stirred the leaves above, dappling the sunlight across Honami's thoughtful expression. She tapped her fingers absently against her thigh, a rhythm that mirrored the drumming in her mind. There was a vulnerability to her words—a glimpse of the lingering doubts that her smile often concealed.

"Sometimes, I worry that I’m not contributing enough," she admitted softly. "Like.. I’m just following along instead of truly leading. But I think that’s why I love listening to music like this."