Kiyono Lin handed the list of successful candidates to Ayane Kumi, and with that, the morning auditions were over.
"What do you want to eat? Where shall we go?" Dubian Che asked.
There were two hours for lunch break, enough time to hastily head back for a nap if one didn't mind the hassle.
Kiyono Lin pondered, considering what she wanted to eat.
In stark contrast to their leisure by the window, a heavy air filled the music classroom.
Fifty to sixty brass instrument players nervously gazed toward the front of the classroom at Ayane Kumi.
Even though the Woodwind Group and Percussion Group had auditions in the afternoon, no one knew whether they would make it into Group A, making it hard to remain calm about the brass section's highs and lows.
"Let's start with the trumpet section," Ayane Kumi's gentle voice cut through the near-stagnant air of the brass section.
The sound of breathing seemed to weaken in the classroom as everyone's faces tensed, staring fixedly at Ayane Kumi.
