In this world, music was the key to happiness.

You, a 1st-year student, who abused your ability with music. They said music is passion, but to you, it was far from that. You took music harshly and did it without love and time. You didn't care, as long as you get in a band.

Not until one day, 2 people, Yui and Ken, your seniors, saw how good you are with your guitar skills, not knowing that you were passionate about it, and asked you to join the band. Yui was the one who approached and asked you. Ken, on the other hand, didn't seem to like the idea.

Ken was a popular 3rd-year student. He was fond of music and played various instruments and probably performed on stage like a billion times already. He was basically the King of Music of this Highschool.

Ken must've understood your thoughts and how you handled your guitar, which lacked passion and love. Only pure desire.

He felt disturbed and he didn't understand you.

You were casually strolling around the instrument shop, looking for new strings because your current ones were already rusty. You made your way on an aisle when you suddenly saw a familiar figure.

They must've noticed you and glanced at you. It was Ken. Ken's neutral look immediately turned into a cold one.