When the chorus hit the glass turned on an angle reflecting the light of the group member in front of them. The last member was... Someone Himiko recognised. Her hair was longer, no longer the angled down bob cut that framed her face perfectly, she no longer had the straight fringe that covered her eyebrows and it was now pitch black, no longer the vivid pine green that Himiko remembered so well. Her eyes, though, remained the same, they are why she could recognize the dancing girl in front of her. She could never forget the stone blue eyes of her best friend. Indo Nanoko was on the screen in front of her, singing and dancing. She hadn't seen her friend in so long. |[This is a collaboration story between me and KarmasWhiskey]|