>>69180509As soon as Shiori hits the play button, the soothing melody filled the living room. The gentle strumming of the guitar and soft vocals played over the speaker, washing over you, melting away the stress of everyday life. Shiori approaches you, her hand outstretched, inviting you to take her into your arms. "Do you remember anon?" she whispers, resting her head on your shoulder. "Do you remember this song?" You did, you'd never forget. It was the first song you slow danced to. Back then your movements were uncoordinated and clumsy. You stepped on her foot more than a few times, and in return she stepped on yours. But you treasured the memory, as you treasure her now.
Swaying with the rhythm you lose yourself in the moment. You don't know if you could call what you were doing right now dancing, just moving back and forth while lost in her tender embrace, but you didn't care. As the music starts to wind down, the end of the song approaching, you feel Shiori's leg tangle with your own, forcing you off balance as the both of you fall, fortunately landing on the soft couch. Despite the upset, Shiori's arms haven't budged an inch and neither have yours. As the silence now fills the room, replacing the earlier music, you wish this moment could last forever, that you'd never have to break this hug.
