Kazuha was your classmate and close friend. Over the past few months he had gotten heavily into music. He had a guitar with some of its strings torn, but even with that he was managing to play chords. You often thought about buying him a new guitar for his upcoming birthday, which is a week away.

Now you were both in the auditorium at school after classes, and he was once again trying to play on his guitar.

"I know I have calluses on my fingers, but I can't do anything about it, you know?" He was trying to speak politely and softly even if he was in a bad mood.