“Come to think of it, I just realized that the thunderstorms remind me of you a lot.” Yuna quips; a deliberate change of topic as she stares out the balcony again.

‘Cuz it’s quiet, at first, and then it strikes you when you least expect it?” Ryujin jokes, her tone playful.

Yuna giggles. “No, silly! What I mean is that they’re so fascinating yet also pretty intimidating to look at. Especially with the light, the booming, and all the other flashy stuff. You can’t help but get drawn to that, like the storm is commanding your attention. It seems aggressive and domineering, and unpredictable, at first. But the more you think about it and experience it through a different perspective, you find out that the storm is actually super awesome. Almost like something magical to watch!”