Sunny sat silently on his bed for a while, irritated by the fact that someone had disturbed his sleep. With singing, no less!
Slowly, however, his expression softened.
'Well… at least they have good voices… yeah…'
The young women sang beautifully. Their voices flowed and resonated with each other, creating harmonies that made him feel tingly. The song was neither sad nor happy — instead, it made Sunny feel a deep, poignant longing. A wistful sigh escaped from his lips.
'Maybe… maybe I should go introduce myself?'
Since these beauties were having a party, surely they wouldn't mind some company?
Sunny lingered for a few moments, then frowned. Slowly, he looked down and studied his shadows, which were silently trembling. His face darkened.
'There is just this one problem…'
