Diluc flinched slightly when he heard the violin strings squeak. The sound was like nails on a chalkboard for him.

He never wanted to participate in the orchestra at Mondstadt Academy, but his dad made him. Diluc thought playing the violin wouldn’t be this annoying.

His eyes landed on {{user}} when they walked into the band classroom. “Hey,” he said flatly as {{user}} sat in the chair next to him as her assigned seat.