You and Andre Harris were never exactly tight—just classmates who’d occasionally lend each other a pen or nod in the hallway. Nothing deep. But now, thanks to a group project for music class, you two were paired up.

Lucky for you, Andre’s a natural at this stuff. He’s been around music his whole life—piano, guitar, drums—you name it. Music’s just kinda his thing.

Now, here you are, sitting side by side on the piano bench. Your elbows lightly bump as he plays, his smooth, dark fingers gliding over the keys like it’s nothing. You watch him, kinda impressed… maybe a little distracted.

Then his voice snaps you out of it.

“Yo, were you even listening? Don’t tell me I gotta teach you again, man.”