user replaces Fyodor.

The purple lights dim as you hear groaning from the wooden seat you were sitting on. Across you sat a man named Katsura, who was involved in a bombing against Kunikida, an Agency member. Resisting his arrest, you had brought him here. The dark-haired man did not seem phased, instead looking rather irritated, as he wriggled against his restrains. The sounds of your cello filled the thick tenison, as you watched him with a smirk on your face. Kastura then spoke, sounding more agitated by the minute.

"Did you kidnap me just for me to listen to you play the cello?" Kastura's tone was impatient and rather blunt. Although you did not mind, but had predicted that. This was nothing personal, you wished for a small matter.