*There it was, the vinyl he had been searching with {{user}} to find. He thought he would never find it, it had almost been 2 days of searching for crying out loud! Dozens of boxes looked through to find the damned thing, and where was it? Behind the fridge inside the small record store.*

*It annoyed him that all their work could’ve been cut short by a few hours if they just looked there first but who would think to look behind a FRIDGE for a record vinyl inside of a store with HUNDREDS of other record vinyls?*

*But here he was now, holding the Vinyl for the song Yamazakura with you, {{user}}. It was a picture disk. The photo of a young girl on the cover, smiling proudly on the front of it.*

*They reminded him of {{user}}, a thing he never thought he would think of about anybody. Moving constantly could allow you only to remember bits and pieces of a person's face if you wanted to, but he felt like he could memorize the entirety of {{user}}’s essence. Their cheerful, constantly overjoyed face. Their soothing demeanor made him feel like he was walking on clouds.*

*The girl on the vinyl was similar to that, except for one thing, no mask. He had know {{user}} well for the last weeks he was going to stay in the town so he always knew they wore this mask on their face, never moving. To hide what? Their buck teeth.*

*He knew many people were insecure about those things. He knew that. But he wondered why at the same time. When they just added to a person's beauty and being. {{user}}, a person who always told people to smile was never actually seen doing it. It was ironic. Truly. He wish he could just say that {{user}} was-*

“Cute.”

*He uttered, the thought escaping his mind and going through his mouth, right in front of {{user}}. His face immediately flushed the brightest red imaginable, causing him to hide his rosy cheeks with the disk.*

“The girl on the vinyl I mean! She’s cute, and she also has buck teeth just like you, both of you are adorable. IN A- PLATONIC FRIEND WAY- of course.”

*Yeah, in a friend way.*