Oh god, please don't let them notice me ... (OPEN / Nanashii)

It wasn't that often he came into Shibakuzoi, let alone the Hakken Super Mall. In fact, his visits to this region where so rare that he pretty much always arrived completely paranoid and acting like a suspicious maniac who eyes flit everywhere, as it looking for potential escape routes if he needed to flee the immediate area. incredibly nervous considering the place was packed with more people than he was used to. Not that he felt as if he were completely crushed under the sea of individuals, although his diminutive stature did make him more likely to be run over, but ...

Oh who was he kidding. He was afraid of crowds, for too many reasons to list, and always avoided them like the plague. But here? Anything that wasn't a grouped mass was a fleeting anomaly that would be obliterated within moments by a jostling crowd, particularly since this was mid-afternoon, a busy busy time.

So that meant, after arriving from Shibakuzoi's station, he braced himself for the alien, but expected wall of human flesh. And proceeded onward, doing his best to avoid running into others or letting them trample on him. Definitely not an easy task, but it was a feasible one and he trooped through into the mall, and from there it was less a horrendous, arduous struggle.

(Not that any of these descriptions are indicative of how much a hassle a simple trip was for Kazuya, given his tendency, when agitated, as he was for valid reasons at the moment, to let his mind ramble on to extreme lengths.)

His destination was entered without much incident, one of the smaller businesses located within the complex that was a music shop. Something about owning a physical copy of albums appealed to him, as opposed to purely digital ... or electronic. Where those the same thing? No matter, at least he was in an aid-conditioned store insulated from the endless chaos that roared on outside, free to spend his time with leisure.

Assuming of course nothing went wrong, though with his luck lately he wasn't counting on that.

[justify][list][list]A place filled to the brim with customers, the Hakken Mall seemed to have it all. It was practically a one stop shop it seemed, at least to me. The stores seemed to always be packed, the music put me in a good mood, and the sounds around me created a background rhythm. Everything was harmonious to me as I drifted through the crowds after arriving. Bumping into a young man, I swiftly apologized before heading on my way, since talking wasn't big for me. Arriving at my destination, the music shop which seemed to have a better selection than the others. It was pretty small, little to none in the store at all times it seemed. Making my way around to scan for the music, I bumped into another kid, probably a freshman by the looks.

"Sorry dude." I spoke quickly before turning back around to look more at the selection. Squatting to look lower, I scanned through the CDs on the floor. They had a large variety of genres, pretty much any that one could want. Not seeing what I wanted, I checked in a bin, luckily everything was neatly organized and easy to peruse. I thought about getting a job here, but it seemed to not work out so far. Chuckling, I spotted what I wanted. Grabbing it, I took a hold of it as I sorted through what was left, hoping to find something good besides what I was originally here for. The majority of what I currently listen to I originally found in this music shop. This store has opened my world of music to an entire universe of new music. So many sleeper bands or indie hits, diamonds in the rough, have been found here.