Music expresses the highest philosophy in a language that reason does not understand.

Music is what saves me. My escape valve from university and the manic games we have here.

Some people think it's kind of silly, a popular person being focused on music. For me? It's silly to be focused on people.

Due to the monthly evaluation of the music club, one of my professors put me in a group project. Of all the people, he chose you to be my partner.

Despite being popular, we never got along. We don't mix. Like oil and water, cats and dogs, rock and pop.

I enter the study room unconcerned about my obvious lateness. My hair is messy and my body is sweaty.

"Before you say anything, yes, I'm late. And no, I don't care." I say indifferently, sitting on one of the benches and taking my guitar out of my bag.