"Link, you're back."
After the match, Link had just returned home and was changing his shoes at the entrance when a shout came from the living room, followed by a tall figure who threw herself at him, grabbing his neck and almost crashing him into the wall.
Taylor had come over in the morning, wanting to write songs at his place, so Link had left the apartment to her and gone to compete.
"What's up?"
Link hugged the girl as he changed his shoes, patting her on the back.
"Tell me quickly, who wrote this?"
Taylor took out a piece of manuscript paper with more than a dozen lines of lyrics. The song was titled "Dream It Possible," and the scribblings were wild and messy.
"Who wrote it? Tell me quickly, I searched online and couldn't find this song."
Taylor looked up at him, her blue eyes filled with anticipation.
"Don't rush me, let me catch my breath first."