"I don't know if I can match your... dance skills," Satori said, scrolling through the tablet with careful consideration. "But I'll try something different."
He bypassed all the current hits, digging deeper into the library until he found what he was looking for in a section labeled "Pre-Rupture Classics." The song he selected wasn't familiar to Emi, something called "The Weight."
The lighthearted atmosphere shifted as the first notes played—a simple, melancholic piano melody. The room's ambient lighting responded to the change in mood, dimming to a deep indigo that cast intimate shadows across Satori's features, highlighting the sharp angles of his newly defined jawline in a way that made Emi's heart flutter unexpectedly.
