Room 312, that was where her dorm was. It felt a bit nicer being on the third floor, such a nice view of the school grounds and whatnot, but Tohru could care less for that. For now, she just wanted to get to her room, lock the door and plug in her amp. "309....310...311..." She trudged down the hallway in her black demonia boots, her prized guitar nestled safely in a black hardcase crudely plastered with stickers from every band from Anthrax to Dethklok. "312! Yes! Like Motley Crue says, home sweet home!" Without warning, Tohru barged in through the door with her guitar in one hand and her Spyder amp in the other. That was really all she needed, no fancy clothes, no tasteless furniture, just her guitar and her passion for metal, and to her joyous luck, no one was in the room. A smug grin crossing her face, she immediately plopped the guitar onto the nearby bed and plugged it into her amp. 

Just the feel of her fingers against the instrument's neck and the gauged strings sent chills through her body, as much as the echoing ring from the amplifier in her ear, such beautiful noise it made to her. She couldn't help but barrel into a thrash metal classic, "Adrenaline starts to flow! You're thrashing all around! Acting like a maniac!! WHIPLASH!!" Her fingers danced gracefully across the fretboard and her hand drove the pick with such intense speed to rival even Kirk Hammet. Tohru was sure everyone knew the queen of shredding had returned to Lilium.