Matsui Kikue had just finished up an interview that she had not been particularly keen on attending when she accidentally walked right into the blond male. She had been messaging her grandfather as well as her club mates. He reminded her of a modern instrument - much too different from herself. Well, he was Kise Ryōta after all, her captain had been fangirling since his first magazine appearance.
"I'm sorry, I should've looked at my surroundings." She apologised in her soft-spoken tone she reserved for public situations, paired with the perfect half smile and a bow. "Are you alright?"
"Ah I'm fine-ssu," The blond replied with a full smile. "How about you?"
"I'm ok," Kikue replied quickly, hoping the conversation would not drag out any longer. And it didn't, as the phone she held in her hand rang with perfect timing. "I shall take me leave then,"
Picking up the phone, Kikue began to walk away from the blond, however between her conversation with her club captain, she heard muttering from the male.
"Classical music?"