My Life's a Fermata

Legato

The studio was hard to breath in, even for me sitting in my usual quiet corner. Instrument cases littered the floor around my feet, and chairs and stands were constantly falling over from the action. But that didn't cause my lack of breath, it was the band members who did. Everybody in the band has welcomed me with warm smiles and little conversations, sometimes even cracking a joke. They treated me like I belonged. Maybe Saki's personality is like a virus. It would be nice if I caught that virus too.

 The little voice was not usually in harmony with my thoughts, but at this moment, it was. As the music played over and over again, the little voice convinced me to befriend these people. But it knew it didn't need to. I was going to do so anyways. The band's music was like a lullaby, hushing out the complicated world around us. Through the music, there were only the simple emotions. Only their pure love, joy, and passion.

 The sun was setting when the band decided to take a break, eating dinner in the meantime. Saki and the girl who plays flute were going to get us all bentos, leaving me with the other three members of the band. They were about to leave when my nervous thoughts finally let me be. I stood up, catching everybody's attention. Then I took a deep breath and said what I thought I would never say again.

 Let me be your friend.

The whole room was in silence for two full seconds. My heart thumped away, harder and faster, and I can feel my face growing hot. Did I say something weird? Then everybody started to smile, Saki was grinning from ear to ear, there was no doubt about it. "What are you saying, the moment you entered this room you're our friend!" I wanted to laugh, or cry, or start hugging them all. How much more clueless can I be? But that doesn't matter, does it?