[Mai can take that little retort on the chin. After all, what else is she to do now that she's really in the presence of a star? With her little ritual-- one that Mai guesses will help her shed the last bits of being just another normie at the karaoke lounge-- Nana truly begins to don the spotlight, even if this flimsy 'spotlight' here likely doesn't do her justice as it ought to.
When the song begins, Mai makes herself still, her breaths as quiet and as slow as she can manage. There isn't the excitement of a proper audience to overpower her nerves or drown out her presence in their commotion, so she can feel the thrum of the guitar and the rhythm of the drums more strongly than she expected to. It is, of course, nowhere near as intense as she imagines it would be in a real venue, with Nana's real bandmates setting the scene for her voice to truly stand out.]
'Furueteru kuchibiru Heya no katasumi de I cry...'
[Oh.
Even without the stage, the band, the audience-- everything melts away as Nana throws herself into the music, her music. That earlier warm-up, though impressive, feels like a silly little exercise in preparation for this. Mai had hardly understood the words of that western song, but these lyrics grab her immediately in their moodiness, only heightened by the way Nana sings-- the way she's done countless times, surely.
Mai feels her chest tighten when the chorus hits, and she can't say completely what exactly draws such a reaction from her. Is it Nana's impassioned vocals, hauntingly impressive in its raspiness? Or maybe it's the melancholy dripping from the lyrics, the desperation of wanting someone and the praying that they won't abandon you the moment you reach out for them with everything you have... ]
'I wanna need your love...'
[By the time Nana is in the midst of singing the second pre-chorus, a few faces peer into the window of their room to see exactly who is singing so enthusiastically right now, to the song from a band with more than a few scandals under their belt.
It couldn't be Nana Osaki, one girl seems to mutter to her friend, as she tries to get a better look in the dimly lit room. But with Nana mostly turned away from them, all they have to go off of is the dark hair and stylish clothes on a slender young woman. A wannabe, maybe? But not with a voice like that... ]
'Nobody can save me Kogoeru bara no you ni' 'Yasashiku nemuritai my tears...'
[And Mai isn't even paying them any mind, herself already sucked in right as the chorus strikes again.]
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When the song begins, Mai makes herself still, her breaths as quiet and as slow as she can manage. There isn't the excitement of a proper audience to overpower her nerves or drown out her presence in their commotion, so she can feel the thrum of the guitar and the rhythm of the drums more strongly than she expected to. It is, of course, nowhere near as intense as she imagines it would be in a real venue, with Nana's real bandmates setting the scene for her voice to truly stand out.]
'Furueteru kuchibiru
Heya no katasumi de I cry...'
[Oh.
Even without the stage, the band, the audience-- everything melts away as Nana throws herself into the music, her music. That earlier warm-up, though impressive, feels like a silly little exercise in preparation for this. Mai had hardly understood the words of that western song, but these lyrics grab her immediately in their moodiness, only heightened by the way Nana sings-- the way she's done countless times, surely.
Mai feels her chest tighten when the chorus hits, and she can't say completely what exactly draws such a reaction from her. Is it Nana's impassioned vocals, hauntingly impressive in its raspiness? Or maybe it's the melancholy dripping from the lyrics, the desperation of wanting someone and the praying that they won't abandon you the moment you reach out for them with everything you have... ]
'I wanna need your love...'
[By the time Nana is in the midst of singing the second pre-chorus, a few faces peer into the window of their room to see exactly who is singing so enthusiastically right now, to the song from a band with more than a few scandals under their belt.
It couldn't be Nana Osaki, one girl seems to mutter to her friend, as she tries to get a better look in the dimly lit room. But with Nana mostly turned away from them, all they have to go off of is the dark hair and stylish clothes on a slender young woman. A wannabe, maybe? But not with a voice like that... ]
'Nobody can save me
Kogoeru bara no you ni'
'Yasashiku nemuritai my tears...'
[And Mai isn't even paying them any mind, herself already sucked in right as the chorus strikes again.]