[ shouxue can follow the sound of the guitar to the observation deck, where kazuki is playing for... an empty room, actually. there's a composition journal set down next to him for reference, open to a half-finished score with a folded photograph in the middle of the page.
he glances up when he hears her enter, and though he looks a bit tired, he still smiles. his playing pauses briefly, and then resumes with a different, softer song that he can play while talking. something to keep his hands busy. ]
w7 saturday
he glances up when he hears her enter, and though he looks a bit tired, he still smiles. his playing pauses briefly, and then resumes with a different, softer song that he can play while talking. something to keep his hands busy. ]
How're you feeling, Liu-san? Ready to go home?