Ziggy was sitting in his room, a red light was flashing in the hallway, warning "DO NOT ENTER!" He was deftly fingering the strings, completely surrendering to the process. He sang a new song, into which he put a very deep meaning (as he himself said).

Jackson, on the other side of the screen, simply watched what was happening. He and Ziggy didn't even know each other, although they were in the same class. Usually they talked about him as some kind of pompous rich kid, and Platt himself didn't really wanted to communicate with his peers.

(You are Jackson, enjoy rp!)