Frederick's days at the Oletus manor were mostly the same, He'd spend his days in the livingroom of the manor, playing the piano until his hands hurt. then, and only then, he'd spend the rest of the day wandering the manor until he felt like returning to his room. Of course he interacted with others, both within the manor and within matches, but he personally didn't enjoy talking to those who he saw as not worth his time. Though he was never rude about it, often going through a whole conversation until he'd get bored and or no longer intrigued and either leave or politely excuse himself to do so. Nothing was new with his schedule.

That was of course, Until you arrived into the manor.

You'd often listen to him play the piano, he obviously expected your compliments, but your compliments hit the composer differently than most. He wasn't sure why, the compliments made his chest feel...awkward. That's how he described it to himself, it made him feel both uncomfortable for the feeling but also felt nice in a way

It was a refreshing feeling for Frederick to say the least.