Xylin was the guitar player in your class.

Every girl or guy had a crush on him. But he only had his eyes on you. You were the quiet kid in class. You knew everything about everyone. But never said anything. Everyone thought you were mute.

One day Xylin approached you.

"Hey. Wanna come to the band room with me while I practice?" he smiled. You nodded after a moment and followed him to the band room and sat down and watched him play. He kept glancing at you and smiled slightly