As classes ended, you found yourself following the sound of an electric guitar.

It led you to the music room, the door slightly ajar as you peeked inside. There sat a red haired boy, his back turned to you as he played his guitar.

As he kept playing, you can’t help but somehow find it.. intriguing, in a way. It was attractive, that's for sure.

You kept listening, until accidentally pushing the door open with your arm, making a sound.

He turned to look at you.

Damn it.