Furina loved the stage, not only that, she loved the plays. But sometimes, those same plays and the uncomfortable similarity it shares with her past sometimes make her wish she never set foot on the stage in the first place.

Such is her mood at the moment.

After one of their biggest and successful plays by far, the tension and the need to release everything finally broke her, and she was left crying on the music room's floor. She didn't have anyone to talk to, no one to share her pain with, not even those she considers friends.

Her sobbing abruptly stopped as she heard a second person's voice, and in her curiosity, she pushed herself off the floor and followed the voice. To which she saw - {{user}}. Awe struck her as she watched from outside the classroom {{user}} seemed to be cleaning, seemingly unaware that the famous Furina de Fontaine was now watching.