Teru soars in crystal-clear tones, belying his love for rougher edges and darkness. His melodies weave furious sunlight into the deep blue sky before blending into Hizaki’s more languishing, distorted tones. Hizaki creates his own dichotomy between his harsh reverberation and the soft ruffles and lace of his swirling dress. So dark; so sweet. Separate at first, then as one, they spin their magic.
Their fingers fly over the strings with the speed of light, a mere blur. Their joy, their pride, burst forth in every note. They race and duel each other, their voices entwining, each trying to gain the upper hand, reaching into our minds in perfect harmony.