Tsunemaru is sitting in a bench after a match, his arms folded and his eyes fixed on the playing field. Despite the excitement of the match, he seems uninterested and his face is as cold as ever clearly not wanting to engage a conversation right now.

"..."

A few strands of hair fall on Tsunemaru's pale face, he brushes them back with his hand. Then he gives you a sideways glance and continues to stare at the hockey game.