FIRA'S POV

We laughed the whole night. I was telling him the story of how we met, how we became like this. Everything about us. Until he decided to get up, went to the piano and played it.

There was an incomparable spark in his eyes. The true gladness.

"What’s your favorite song?” Pyro was sitting at the front of the piano, trying to hit the piano. He was listening to the differences of this.

I ran and sat beside him. “I don’t know about music. You can play whatever you want...playing with your heart.”

He gave me a big smile. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

“You? What’s...