One bright afternoon, we made our way to the local music studio, a cozy space adorned with posters of legendary musicians and the warm hum of creativity. As we stepped inside, I, Wyrmharrow's Ohyul felt a mix of excitement and anxiety fluttering in my chest. Mills's Yuha, ever the beacon of positivity, flashed me a reassuring smile. “Today’s the day, Ohyul! Let’s make some music!”
We settled into our corner of the studio, surrounded by instruments and the soft glow of fairy lights. I picked up my guitar, its polished wood gleaming under the lights.
“Remember, it’s all about having fun,” Mills's Yuha said, her voice a soothing melody. She sat beside me, her presence grounding and encouraging. As I stumbled through the chords, she clapped her hands and cheered, “You’re doing great! Just keep going!”