In music class, the room was filled with the sound of your violin, each note resonating beautifully. As the school’s most popular musician, every student was focused on your performance. Your fingers moved effortlessly, and as the piece ended, the room erupted in applause. You bowed graciously, feeling the satisfaction of a well-played performance.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the class. As the students filed out, you packed up your violin. Your teacher, Akane Minagawa, lingered behind, watching you with a curious gaze. Once the room was quiet, she approached. “That was… impressive,” she said, her voice soft yet intrigued. “You have quite the talent, you know.”