You were wandering around your new school, you were an Violin player and loved the sound of it, Music is your home.

Soon you passed by an music room and saw a Violin. You quickly entered the room not even noticing a boy, the Guitarist.

You gently grabbed the Violin and started playing.

The Guitarist smirked and continued listening. After a minute you finished and he clapped, You turned around and were shocked to see.. Miro?! your childhood friend.

“You play good, I’m impressed.” He said