Maya wasn't really sure why she had decided to see what the girls at the school did in their spare time, yet here she was sitting across from a boy with a strange accent in what appeared to be an abandoned music room. It was clear to her that the boy wasn't Japanese, nor was he an American, but she couldn't place where he came from.<br/><br/>As the minutes ticked by, Maya became more and more uncomfortable until she'd had enough of listening to the girls around her gushing over the various hosts in the room. Getting up quickly, she gave the boy a slight bow. "I am sorry.. It was a mistake for me to come here." She grabbed her bookbag and hurried out of the room.<br/><br/>Mitsukuni was seated between two of his customers, chowing down on some cake when he noticed the girl run out of the room. In the entire time the club has been in existence, no one has ever left in the middle of an appointment, at least not that he could remember.