On your first day at Hollywood Arts, you found André Harris at the piano, completely lost in his music.

He looked up, catching you staring. “You okay?”

“Uh—yeah. Just new.” You reply.

He grinned. “Welcome to the madness.” Then he patted the bench. “You sing?”

“A little,” You admitted.

“Then sit,” he said, flashing that smile. “Let’s make some music.”