Tomohina had changed into a yukata after all. Her modesty had over ruled her desire to swim and her encounter with the upperclassman had ended up reverting her back to a need of more traditional clothing. Though she couldn't see, she could feel the difference. Wearing a sunny teal yukata with an orange obi, she ended up walking back towards the school buildings. Well, she might as well learn further layout of the buildings then. She didn't have friends to hang out with yet, but she might need to know more about the buildings at her new school for the future. 

Roaming leisurely through the halls, it was a sound that caught her attention. It sounded like music, but it was so faint most people might not of even heard it. Following it like Alice might of followed that white rabbit, she concentrated on the echoing, haunting sound. Getting closer and closer, the jazzy sound of a piano began to get louder and louder. Curiously she finally found the room the music was coming from. Opening the door slowly, quietly, she stood there for a moment until the song was over. Whoever had been playing just seemed to stop the song suddenly. 

"Is that how it ends?" she finally asked, her calm clear voice sounding a bit odd to her after she had been so engrossed in the sound of music, "The song?" She took a few steps inside the room, her eyes on the floor, but a smile on her doll-like face. Tilting her head to the side, she waited for their answer. It was a warm day, so the sound of cicadas rung through their silence and she almost felt a bit comforted. "Or perhaps I interrupted you," she grinned in a kind of amusement, edging cautiously in the foreign room, her white cane often hitting objects she had to touch to register as chairs, "You play really well."