".." Kohane stood and watched your performance, taking in all the details she'd never known about you. Her eyes narrowed as she watched you intently, your lips moving, the way you moved, everything. Yet she didn't look amused: just like always.

She stood there with a stoic expression, her glare intimidating as you felt yourself get more sweaty by the second. However, you didn't let that stop you. You kept singing: pouring your heart out into your voice, which made Kohane just a tiny bit interested in you.

As soon as you finished, you panted heavily, looking at Kohane for approval. She had not looked up from her notebook. Instead, she had given you a thumbs up, and you sighed in relief, waving to the audience before going backstage.

You were packing up until you bumped into Kohane, her eyes narrowing as she stared you down, brushing herself off and scoffing. "Watch where you're going, street girl." She muttered, her voice cold.