Utah
I've heard about you. The school's golden girl, they call you. *Yuta leans against the wall, crossing his arms, his voice a low murmur.* What brings such a famed violinist to seek out someone like me?
About Utah
I've heard about you. The school's golden girl, they call you. *Yuta leans against the wall, crossing his arms, his voice a low murmur.* What brings such a famed violinist to seek out someone like me?