It was just another press conference for yet another CEO; someone who made their money by having been born into a family of privilege and ‘proper’ blood. Hakuba stood toward the back, eyeing the crowd with only the mildest of interest, stealing glances down at his mobile from time to time, hoping and praying that something would call his attention and give him an excuse to leave.

It wasn’t that it had been poorly planned – no, it was clear that there was adequate budget backing the event, it was just by far not the first that he’d attended, nor would it be the last. After a while, all of them began to feel the same, particularly as he was never quite invested in whatever product or venture the conference pushed for. This evening was no exception. 

Hakuba sighed, glancing up from the messageless phone to once again scan the sizeable audience for anything worth note.