[ it's a longass story, one that requires reaching a minimum of like, rank seven of their combined affection stat before you can even hear the half of it.

izumi's sharp ears catches add's mumbling, and his features soften in a somber way as they make their way down this path. like yeah, what the fuck add, why do you want to know more about their sordid tale? izumi's first impulse is to tell him off from prying, but... well, since they're already here. ]

...He's a genius. Like I know he goes off on a million tangents every time you talk to him, but give him a pen and paper and he'll make song after song after song, and they're always going to be hits. I don't know how he does it.

[ and he still doesn't. a boring normie like izumi will never. ]

He's a total pain in the ass, since apparently being a genius in music composition means that you're completely inept at everything else, but... Well, he's my first ever friend so that means there's something wrong with me too.

[ and it's surreal, saying that out loud to someone who he barely knows. but izumi learns his lesson at this point, so no need to hide their relationship status. ]