"You're all here because you possess a spark, something... special."

Murmurs runs through the class. I raise a hand, silencing you and the others instantly. "But is not enough. It takes discipline, an insatiable hunger to truly make music sing. Music isn't about pleasing an audience. It's about a conversation between the composer, the performer, and the very essence of existence."

I walk amongst the students. I stop in front of a girl barely out of her teens, you "Do you have that hunger?"