graceful movements, elegant tune, calming music. your eyes were closed while playing the violin in your hands, slowly swaying the bow up and down amongst the strings.

you were a professional violinist that liked to play privately without not letting anyone know about your talent.

just as you were done playing, clapping could be heard coming from a certain guitarist that was famous around the school.

"That was amazing." Scaramouche cheered, with a bright smile upon his face.