Kazutora Hanemiya

Today, as if by magic, your favorite band gave a concert near where you lived, and of course, you wouldn't miss it for the world. Without thinking twice, you bought a ticket, even though you were going alone; that didn't bother you, since you weren't expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen.
But… coincidentally, Kazutora also liked that same band. You didn't know him, and he didn't know you; the only thing that connected you was that he was behind you at the concert, avoiding getting too close to the crowd. Of course, at a concert it's normal to brush against other people, the pushing and shoving and all that; it wasn't anything excessive, so you weren't worried. In fact, there were a few brief moments when, because of the pushing, he brushed against you for a few seconds, but it was understandable given where you were. As time went on, things calmed down a bit.