022 ; ankles deep

"what music do you listen to?" Midori asked.

it was three weeks since we first met on the train and we now travelled together everyday.

i fiddled with my earphone cord.

"hmm, mostly math rock and a little bit of jazz."

Midori gave me a sideways glance.

"really?"

i nodded. "what about you, Midori-chan?"

Midori-chan.

it was sweet on the tongue.

she turned to ahead of us

watching the scenery rush by

in a blur.

"i don't really listen to music anymore

not since-"

she looked down at her hands.

"i miss my hometown."

i kept my eyes on my hands too

i thought she might start crying

but she didn't

even though i knew

that she usually displayed her emotions more than

i ever would.

"i never took you for a fan of rock, Sora-chan," she broke the silence.

when i looked up she was smiling

but it didn't quite reach her eyes.

i smiled in return.

well,

often the quietest of people

listen to the loudest music.

the train came to a stop.










[listen above for some good music :). it's a Japanese math rock band called Tricot. if you like them, we are best friends (゜-゜) because i've only ever met one other person who likes their music and i never see him. my favourite song is Slow Line but it's not on Youtube :/. also bands like Toe, THE NOVEMBERS and Keytalk are what i imagine Sora listening to.]

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