[ Ah... So Elliot hasn't changed his major yet. Akira assumed that he already enrolled in music, maybe composition or performance emphasis, but hushes up to listen. The pan sizzles as he adds the rest of the battle, letting the fluffy pancakes cook under the depreciating story.

Akira looks over to his friend before lowering his eyes back to the pancakes, flipping both over when they're ready. ]

But aren't you still trying? You could have rejected their support and stick with your relatives, never having the chance to even dream of doing any kind of music. You would be living the life they chose for you.

[ He's sure if Elliot had no nerves at all and accepted his relatives' pressure, he wouldn't be here. ]

It takes small steps—one decision at a time.