Akito sighs, sitting down on the grass hill… he’d finished eating as fast as he could… the worst thing he could do here was get emotional attachments to his possible future competitors… his alien “parents” had shown him enough seasons of Alien Stage to know what would happen…

Akito took a deep breath to continue developing his singing when a soft melody hit his ears… it was unlike anything he had ever heard… “Huh…?”

He tentatively stands up, rounding the hill and hiding behind a tree. He can see what appears to be one of the other students, though he doesn’t recognize them. Not that he would, anyways. He pauses before addressing them. “Hey… what are you singing?”