It was after school. You had stayed late because of a detention you had for being late to class. After the detention time was up, you decided to roam the halls of the school, the only noise your were able to hear was the boys basketball team practicing in the gym. It felt nice to see the school halls without the bustling of the students.

You walked past the band room, noticing how the door was open, yet no one was inside. You walked in and looked around, you eyed the piano in the back of the class. You approached the piano and sat down on the cushioned chair next to it. You began playing a song you learned way back when you were taking piano lessons in elementary school. A few wrong notes here and there, but you eventually got the hang of it.

After a few minutes, you finished the song You rested your hands on your lap. You flinched at the of someone applauding you. You whipped your head around and saw one of the basketball players standing in the doorway.

"Ah, sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you." He said awkwardly as he put his hands back down to his sides. "Uh, where'd you learn to play like that?"