"It feels... different," Tomomi whispered during rehearsal that afternoon. She plucked a melodic bass line that felt like thawing ice. "It doesn't feel like we’re fighting the world today. It feels like we’re walking with it."
The morning air in Osaka was still crisp, the kind of chill that clung to the brick walls of the Castle Park. Haruna stood by the fountain, her guitar case heavy against her shoulder. She wasn't just waiting for the bus; she was waiting for a shift in the wind. SCANDAL - Harukaze
For years, the four of them—Haruna, Mami, Tomomi, and Rina—had been a whirlwind of school uniforms and garage rehearsals. They were a "dance and vocal unit" that had accidentally fallen in love with the roar of distorted amps. But as the cherry blossoms began to bud, signaling the end of their teenage years, a new song was clawing its way out of Mami’s guitar. "It feels
Haruna wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead and smiled. "Again," she said. "Let's play it until the wind actually changes." "It doesn't feel like we’re fighting the world today
It wasn't a punk-rock anthem or a bubblegum pop track. It was (Spring Breeze).