How can you guys not feel something for Matsuri? I don’t know if it’s love or something else, but I see a lot of myself in Matsuri, some of the things that I buried away for reason like peer and family expectations, painful experiences, ego, a pretense of normalcy and dignity, among other things.

Although, I know she's wearing a mask, she cannot help but to let these things seep through its cracks, innocuous things usually, covered with lighthearted laughters, but when the bigger piece falls and the raw emotions flow through, that's something very genuine, beautiful and enviable, like embracing life without veil.

Now I know it's merely a transient, fleeting state of being, but I cannot help but to indulge myself in these momentary bliss with her. I love Matsuri and so should you.