MusicKiaba sat in the back of the room, having swapped his favorite headphones for a more subtle pair of earbuds. To be fair, he only had one bud in his ear, so he was still technically listening. He heard
at least a quarter of what was being said. The three people on stage were probably the student council, or were candidates for the student council, or had killed the student council. The student council was involved in some way. Or marriage counseling. Something like that.
He made sure to keep a tight reign on his abilities so nobody noticed him. He focused on creating a small, dark equalizer to play between his hands. Keeping the effect focused and contained was easier than preventing any effect at all.