#aidaruu

    Maki was hardly musically inclined-- If anything, she didn’t care about it that much. She had heard plenty of speeches about its importance from her pianist classmate, but she’d never become that passionate about it. She had other things on her mind. Regardless, she couldn’t ignore the noise from the music room of the school. Usually, she wouldn’t look. It wasn’t like it was bothering her (yet the volume echoed through the entire building). Still, for some reason, she felt inclined to check.

    The girl knocked lightly on the door, her face with a blank expression as she went through the opening. She had been greeted by a rather loud sound as the music rang rapidly through her ear drums. Clearing her throat, Maki crossed her arms over her chest and planted her feet firmly on the ground. If she were to talk, she’d have to do so with an insistent voice.