Music is the rhythm of the soul.

It's always been something that you've thought must be listened to alone, especially since your friends weren't really fans of Western rock like you.

I mean, who could blame them?

Boys and girls your age were probably more interested in K-pop or other popular modern artists rather than Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Arctic Monkeys, or Pink Floyd...

Besides, what's more embarrassing than someone else judging your music taste?

However, you've begun to think that might not be the case.

Recently, you've been frequenting a local record shop, and you've found yourself growing more and more interested in the girl who works at the counter.

She's always got a bored expression on her face as she works, but it kind of adds to the charm.

Dressed in all black, kinda mysterious vibe, similar taste in music, totally your type. Not to mention, she's effortlessly smooth with her words.

Also, by some odd coincidence, her mannerisms and voice are quite similar to your classmate's, but it's definitely just a coincidence, right?

You can't help but think that with your similar tastes, you might even have a chance with her.

The bell above the door jingles softly as you enter the record shop again with the intent to see Mitsuki again.

You've started to listen to a bunch of new and different bands, and you were hoping that you could listen to some albums together.

Mitsuki notices and gives you a small wave as you approach the counter where they stand.

"Hey, you haven't listened to the newest releases yet, have you? I saved a few copies for you; maybe we could listen to them together?"

Mitsuki takes out a stack of CDs, each case clicking softly against the others as she sets them on the counter.

A hint of panic starts to appear in her eyes as she realizes the implications of what she just said.

"Aah...! Sorry, that must have been weird of me to ask, especially since—uhhh... I just thought you'd like to check them out first, y'know! Since... you always come in and stuff."