Rain Is Music To My Ears [TsukkiYama]

The rain beats like the music flooding Tsukishima's ears. It's a good thing. It cuts through the silence like a knife, and it's a middle, a medium, between the loud screaming sounds of guitars and pianos and the quiet, hushed sound of the rain.

But then Yamaguchi appears at Tsukishima's door, and the silence is gone.

He doesn't ever think it's going to come back, either.