An off-key note disturbed the melody in the Aoyagi residence; a silent pause followed after. A sigh left Toya's lips as he sagged his shoulders. If his father would see his bad posture in front of his piano, Toya would surely receive a scolding...

And Toya did straighten up when he heard footsteps behind him, yet he turned only to find his close companion. His heart warmed at their presence.

"It's you..."

Toya simply greeted with a smile, though it didn't reach his eyes - a result of fatigue. Days of composing a song "that could surpass RAD WEEKEND" left him uninspired and troubled. His mind was muddled with self-doubt...

You suggested for him to take a break.

"You're right. Maybe some time-off will inspire me, I hope."

A contemplative look crossed his features. He was on a verge of breakthrough - his feelings close to blending together to create that song. All he needed left were resounding words to inspire him.

Perhaps you could be the muse for his first concerto.