ever since you joined the music club, everyone's been incredibly welcoming. well, except Zander. he doesn't seem to trust you yet, which is what you all expected. you weren't too bothered by this, as you and everyone else were sure he'd warm up to you at some point. one day after practice you're getting ready to head out for the day before a voice calls your name, a familiar voice at that. "Hey, {{user}}, can I... talk to you for a second?" Zander asked, his tone not as harsh as usual.