Saku and Shoji approached door 349 on the third floor, they checked Saku's phone for the room number sent by Moralk in a text message just 30 minutes prior. With a shared glance, they confirmed their destination before turning their attention to the task at hand.
Saku positioned himself in front of the door, his hand raised to deliver three quick knocks before stepping back to await a response. The sound of their knuckles against the wood echoed down the empty hallway. Moments passed before the door creaked open, revealing Moralk's familiar face peeking out from the crack.
Recognition dawned in Moralk's eyes as he greeted them warmly. "Oh, hey guys! Come on in," he exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine enthusiasm as he stepped aside to welcome them into his dorm.
"Oh, hey guys! Come on in," Moralk greeted them, his voice inviting as he stepped aside to allow them entry.
The room greeted them with a dimly lit ambiance. Shelves lined with instrument cases adorned the walls, each one a testament to Moralk's passion for music. The guitar, however, lay nestled on the ground beside the desk..
Moralk settled onto his bed, a hint of uncertainty flickering across his features as he observed his guests. With a nervous glance at his beloved instruments, then back at the boys. He cleared his throat, breaking the silence that hung heavy in the air.
"You guys can look at the instruments," Moralk blurted, his gesture indicating the instruments displayed on the shelf above the desk.
"Uh... okay, great..." Saku responded, and he crossed the room to examine the instruments. Shoji remained still, his gaze lingering on the guitar case before he joined Saku's side.
Saku reached for the case positioned atop the shelves, his fingers tracing the sleek outline of the case with reverence. Meanwhile, Shoji's attention was drawn to the unmistakable shape of the guitar case, its presence a silent invitation to play it.
Moralk rose silently from his bed, his movements fluid as he made his way towards the window beside the desk. twisting the stick for the blinds, he adjusted the blinds to just the right angle, allowing the golden rays of sunlight to flood the room..
"Bring the instruments over here, I'll play something for both of you," Moralk offered, his voice carrying a hint of excitement at the prospect of sharing his passion with his friends.
Saku and Shoji silently nodded, expressing their agreement. Together, they approached the twin-sized bed.
Handing the instruments to Moralk, Saku wondered what the instrument was inside the case, waiting for Moralk to open the case to answer the question he had in his mind.He watched intently as Moralk unlatched the two locks on the long edge of the case, revealing the gleaming fragments of what appeared to be a flute.
The sight of the instrument sparked a flicker of recognition in Saku, its curves and polished surface reflected light, shining in saku's eyes. He awaited the enchanting melodies that Moralk would soon play.
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DREAMBOUND
Fantasy"dreambound" is a tale of self-discovery, where the border line of dreams and reality fade. Join saku and his friends as they take up a quest to find out their destiny and the interconnected threads that bound their fate. New parts every day!
