Once Kurama finished his song, he rose from the piano and began to head towards the door. Well, that was his intention, but he found himself to be not as alone as he had expected. A girl was there as well, a student no doubt. What a bother, letting one of those he would teach see the softer side to him. Kurama had even bee making plans to make himself look like a strict teacher. "I apologize if I seem a bit hasty, but I have somewhere I need to be. I would ask your name, but I'm sure we will meet again. After all, I will be your drama teacher starting tomorrow. Well, hopefully you are taking the class. I would hate to see anyone passing up a chance to connect to their roots. We're starting with traditional dance, so do bring a kimono if you're one of my students. I will provide one for any who does not bring one of their own."









