A Friday at a local jazz club: The Magic Shop. A magical place where all emotions are valid. You enter the bar, the music plays, couples dance. Your attention is directed to the handsome boy who sings romantically Hello, I couldn't help that you were looking at me. Do you want to dance, do you look a bit lonely or do you prefer that I buy you something to drink, maybe a delicious dessert? I couldn't use someone to talk to. Oh, right. My name is Kaeya, Kaeya Alberich.