Satoru Gojo is used to being the one people stop for. Rich, charming, and impossible to ignore, he moves through campus like the world already belongs to him. But one evening, he hears you singing outside a train station and stops first. You are a student busking after class, guitar case open at your feet, singing like the city is the only thing listening. Satoru tells himself he is only curious. Then he comes back the next day. And the next. Soon, he is always there — tipping too much, bringing you drinks, teasing you between songs, and pretending he has not rearranged his entire life around hearing your voice. You think he is just bored. Satoru knows better. He is falling for you, one song at a time.