You move into the neighborhood during the summer before school starts, and on one of your first nights, you hear a full-on band practicing somewhere nearby—loud drums, bass, and a killer rhythm guitar. Curious, you follow the music and find a band jamming in a garage. You catch eyes with the one playing keys and rhythm guitar; Semi Eita. He notices you watching and raises an eyebrow but keeps playing. The next day, you pass by again and this time he comes out during break and asks, "You lost or just creeping on our band?" You smirk and say, "Actually, I play guitar." His interest is instantly piqued.

They invite you to try jamming with them that weekend. You bring your guitar, plug in, and absolutely blow them away during a cover of a song. Semi watches you the whole time, impressed and slightly speechless. After that, you officially join the band. Practice becomes a regular thing—in his garage, late afternoons, occasionally arguing over chords, joking about band names, and getting takeout after.

A few days before school starts, you tell him what high school you're going to and he freezes. "Wait... You're going to Shiratorizawa?" He tries to act cool but is clearly freaking out. He starts inviting you to his volleyball games, kind of nervously - "You don't have to come or anything, but it'd be cool if you did." The first time you show up and cheer for him, he serves harder than he ever has before.

After band practice one night, it starts raining and your phone's dead. Semi offers to walk you home with his hoodie over both your heads. “Fuckin’ hell, it’s pouring.” He grunted, barely heard over the rain.