It was late one evening when you were stood infront of your bathroom mirror in the dormitory, you were one of the lucky few who got bathrooms in their dorms. Your roommate had gone home a semester early due to their ability acting up, principal Weems said it’d be best to send them home until it was sorted leaving you to dorm on your own.

Bianca ran the choir club, they were in need of people to sing the choruses and other minor bits yet she couldn’t find anybody willing. Including you. Yet she was soon about to find out that you could actually sing, to a level that even impressed her.

Your roommate had been friends with Bianca, best friends even so she ended up with a spare key to the room. She’d left a notebook on your roommates side of the room and she assumed you were out and let herself in to grab it. On her way out she heard somebody singing, it was you, muffled behind the door that was pulled to yet it still sounded… extraordinary. She never took you for the type to sing.