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Dear Diary - A small Side quest

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Dear Diary

Hawks and I stood centre stage, bathed in the dim glow of the stage lights, as the final preparations for our performance took place. With a focused determination, we ensure that every detail is perfect. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation as the crowd eagerly awaits the start of the show. As the lights gradually begin to rise, casting a mesmerising glow on the stage, a hushed silence falls over the audience.

I bring the microphone to my lips, feeling a surge of excitement. My voice resonates through the venue as I introduce ourselves with a touch of flair, "Ladies and gentlemen, and all who have gathered here in Yokohama, we are Scarlet Evers and Yuto Kimura. Straight from the shores of America, we promise to deliver a performance that will leave an everlasting impression." With a playful tap of the microphone, I elicit chuckles from the crowd, reassuring them that the stage is set for an extraordinary experience.

As the spotlight illuminates me, I stand tall and confident, ready to showcase my vocal prowess. Beside me, Hawks positions himself at the grand piano, his fingers poised and ready to weave melodies that will complement my voice. The audience leans in, their eyes fixed on the stage, eager to be transported into a world of music and emotion.

The music begins to swell, and I start singing with all the passion and energy within me. The room fills with the warmth and power of my voice, captivating the audience from the very first note. Each word I sing carries the weight of my experiences, connecting with the hearts of those who listen. Hawks' skillful piano accompaniment adds depth and richness to the performance, elevating the melodies to new heights.

As the song progresses, the energy between Hawks and I grows, our chemistry on stage undeniable. The crowd becomes enraptured by the music, their applause mingling with the swell of emotions that fills the room. With every lyric, I pour my soul into the performance, creating a bond with the audience that transcends language and culture.

??? POV

My heart skipped a beat as I laid eyes on her, standing confidently on the stage. The striking resemblance between her and my long-lost childhood friend, Sage, sent a surge of memories rushing through my mind. A whirlwind of curiosity and excitement engulfed me, urging me to delve deeper into this uncanny similarity. Determination coursed through my veins, intensifying with each passing moment. With narrowed eyes. Sensing a familiar connection, I turned to Yuna, and urged her to join me in this pursuit of truth. Together, we took our time to manoeuvre through the crowd, weaving our way towards the stage, strategizing to catch Scarlet off guard during a brief intermission in her performance.

As Scarlet's melodic voice filled the air, my heart raced more and I didn't realise how captivated I had been, fixated on every detail of her performance. I couldn't help but analyse her every move, studying her gestures, expressions, and the way she commanded the stage. The resemblance to my dear friend, Sage, became even more apparent, igniting a flicker of certainty within me. There had to be a connection. I guided Yuna,even closer towards the front of the crowd, carefully moving through the sea of mesmerised spectators, seeking the perfect vantage point to observe Scarlet closely. The anticipation grew palpable as we braced ourselves for the revelations that awaited us, my heartfelt like it was coming out of my chest, my Sage, it had to be.