a winter labyrinth

[townmusician]

断ち切るしかないんだろ
注いだ冬は心のラビリンス
後戻りなんて出来ないから
やりきるしかないんだろ
黒い気持ちと手を繋いだって構わない
抱きしめたっていいh

I have to break free
This pouring winter is my heart's labyrinth
I can't go back anymore, so
I have to finish this
I don't care if you took my hand with dark motives
I want you to hold me close

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[strawsandals]

[ (13 over here!)

Yoon is not a naturally gifted boy when it comes to performing arts, but he is a good actor and incredibly skilled at memorizing things. It's why he remembers the lyrics to a random song he heard in a cafe one day that was kind of nice.

He's not a dancer, and actually, he's realizing he doesn't have to be because this is a slow enough song. His expressions are pretty good and encapsulate the mood. He has no idea what the hell he's doing but he's giving it his best anyway and it seems to be going over decently well? Part of this is also probably because of his innocent ("innocent") charm that makes people think he's just a cute kid doing his best. He'll take it even at the expense of his pride, honestly.

After he's done, he gives a little wave and goes off stage. ... And then he promptly puts his face in his hands and screams a little. Bro... ]

[prozaic]

[He found Yoon...! And gives him a pat on the shoulder. You did good for your first time, kid.]

[strawsandals]

[ Oh. That's really sweet, actually. ]

A-ah...Shalem...

[prozaic]

You did well, despite your nerves. [He sounds like he just got done gargling glass and pop rocks.]

[strawsandals]

A-ah...thanks. That was scarier than I thought it'd be.

[ But uh, Shalem? ]

Is your throat going to be okay?

[prozaic]

I'll be fine. I don't need my voice to fight, if it comes down to it.

[unweathered]

[Oh. Oh no that's so cute. Schneider cheerfully claps for him when he's done]

Good work.

[strawsandals]

[ Schneider he is dying over here. He is in shambles. He'll get over himself, but his cheeks are deep red when he looks at her. ]

Thanks...

[unweathered]

[Does she bully, does she not. Does she bully...! Messing up his hair ahahah]

Chin up. If you carry yourself better, everyone will know you did it with purpose.

[townmusician]

[Yoon might be embarrassed, but out of the corner he can catch sight of something out of place—some carefully wrapped onigiri.]

[strawsandals]

[ He sees it.

Yoon stops and picks it up. His embarrassment dissipates almost immediately. He knows what this means. ]

...Haruka. You're still here...

[townmusician]

[There's no response, but...

He feels a gentle pressure on his head, like someone is ruffling his hair, even if he can't see anyone around.]

[strawsandals]

I hear you...! We're on our way.

[ He whispers it so he doesn't look like he's talking to himself. He might be shaking a little, though. ]

I'm not going anywhere. Even if others leave – I'm seeing this through to the end, you moron. So hang on...just a little longer!

[cleansewithfire]

[ Sunrise is giving Yoon a thumbs up. He ganba'd and did well. ]