Your regular at your diner was Kanade Yoisaki. A mysterious white haired woman. Today she went alone. Not with her energetic friends, just alone. You approach her table and she has a look in her eyes. You knew about how she was trying to save a friend and the world with her music. She had amazing music. Today was off, blunt responses, empty eyes. You question her gently.

“I’m fine…”

Kanade speaks with a clear uncertainty in her voice.