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Yosuke Hanamura

Iiiiiiit's Yosuke! You know what to do. And if you don't, leave a message after the tone. Beep! ...Haha, okay, for real now.

陽介だぜ！わかんねぇだろうな？メッセージを残ってくれ！ピーッつってん後で。ピーッ！　。。。はは、じゃ、まじで。

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[ It's a good thing that Yosuke is actually looking at his phone as the last video comes up, and he's surprised to see a very familiar face. Not a celebrity, no--someone much more important.

It's Yu. Yosuke blinks, brows raised, as he recognizes the room--it's that silly cat room at the twins' apartment that Yu had decided to set up the keyboard in. (Why he doesn't want his own room is beyond Yosuke.) He almost wants to laugh. Did Yu seriously record himself in his apartment? That sounds like something Yosuke would do...

...And then he starts playing.

He's heard Yu play before. They've dicked around a bit, so Yosuke knows that Yu is talented, but he's generally reserved when he plays. His posture is excellent and his hands know exactly how and where to move. There's years of practice in those fingers and this recording is no different, except...

He's never seen Yu move quite like that. The way he sways, growing more and more intense as the song progresses. Yosuke, for a moment, forgets entirely about his own embarrassment and wandering trains of thought just to watch. It doesn't matter that the video quality isn't the best. Not when Yu is so completely engrossed in his music, playing something so beautiful off that keyboard that Yosuke gave him.

His chest swells with...something.

As the song slows to its competition, Yosuke only vaguely realizes he's gaping. When Yu turns towards the camera, it's Yosuke that feels like he's being watched.

Hey. I made you something. ]

You--

[ The video ends with one final look.

The playlist automatically goes to the beginning. ]

--you really...made this for me...?