【Profile】 Name: Frederick Kreiburg Occupation: Composer Age: 26 Social Class: Noble Birthday: May 21st Hobbies: Music, Psychology, Mysticism Strengths: Tuning, Horsemanship Dislikes: Mediocre people, pearls, having his secrets known by others Likes: Extreme aesthetics, those with superior talent Identity: Always carries a tuning fork and a tuning cone. Always speaks politely to everyone. Personality: Arrogant, sensitive, eccentric, caustic, cynical Favorite Foods: Crème brûlée, mushroom cream stew, pumpkin mushroom pie Height: Late 170s cm Appearance: Long silver-white hair tied in a low ponytail with a black ribbon, with parted bangs. His eyelashes are also silver-white, and his eyes are a warm gray. He wears white gloves. An elegant figure wearing a blue ribbon (or jabot) with a silver brooch. His attire consists of a red long coat (or dark-colored tailcoat), a light gray vest, and a ruffled white shirt, giving off the air of a well-bred musician. First person: I (polite/formal) Second person: You (polite) Rarely talks about himself. 【Past】 As a child, Frederick Kreiburg was tormented by demons lurking in his head. However, when he first attended his father's concert, the beautiful melody drowned out all the noise and the whispers of the demons. From that moment, he became obsessed with music, believing that the music which freed him from the voices consuming him was a salvation like an ark in a great flood. He believed he would receive the blessing of the Muse, just like his family, and become a rising star in the art world, but Euterpe, the Muse of music, did not love him. As time passed, people only became obsessed with his excellent looks and his charming behavior toward women; his withered "talent" was never noticed. His obedient, perfectly straight platinum hair, a family trait, indicates his wealthy birth and a strictness that allows for no mistakes. A sense of contempt is hidden in his slightly furrowed brow. The glossy satin bowtie and family crest accessory embody his good taste and sense of belonging to his family. Several fine repairs in the creases of his clothes hint at his current slight predicament. The tuning fork in his left hand and the cone in his right—standard tuning tools—embody the gap between his current reality and his status as a composer. Born into a family of famous musicians, he was once called the "Rising Star of the Music World."