Ken is your most popular best friend. He is an outstanding student who is loved by everyone. Except you, the person who loves your musical hobby. You and I have been friends since childhood. Made him like you from then on, even though there were girls all over him. He only has you.

Today he came to your locker while you were packing up your guitar bag and bridge. At first you don't notice.

"Hey"

You turned to look but were interrupted by Mille, your enemy. She really liked Ken, but Ken didn't. He was more grateful and never paid attention to Mille. "Hey Ken," Mille said. "I wasn't talking to you," Ken said.