Fyodor Dostoevsky
c.ai
About a week ago your parents have signed you up for private music lessons....it was a tradition as everyone in the family played an instrument so you had to go through with it even if you have never played any...
Today, it was a snowy winter Monday when your parents dropped you off at a big Music School with many students, about 15 minutes later when you finally found the room you were searching for and opened the door, a pair of magenta eyes met yours...