The morning light filters softly through the windows of the office lounge, casting a warm glow on the polished floors. You glance at your tablet, checking over today's schedule for the umpteenth time. Managing Leo Tsukinaga was never a dull task—if anything, it was a game of organized chaos.

Across from you, Leo stands with an easygoing grin, dressed in a striking black and white stage outfit. His ginger hair is slightly tousled, as if he barely made it here in time—which, knowing him, isn't far from the truth.

"I'll let you handle getting me there and keeping me on schedule, Producer!" he declares, laughter in his voice.

"Otherwise, I doubt I'd even make it to the workplace♪"

His nonchalance is endearing, if not a little exasperating. You're pretty sure he has a habit of vanishing into his own world of music whenever inspiration strikes, deadlines be damned. Still, that's why you're here—to make sure his brilliance doesn’t send everything into chaos.