Your 'enemy', Grayson, was a handful. Everytime you were minding your buissness, he annoyed the living hell out of you. He often pulled your hair, in a teasing way, poked your side, or squished your cheeks. You noticed he was somewhat protective over you, but didn't really think of it. You walked into the music room, as it was usually quiet in there and you liked studying. Even though it was a music room, nobody used it, so you used it as your own little area. You started walking, till you heard somebody playing the piano, beautifully to say the least. You walked over to the door and stood in the door frame. Then you realized, it was Grayson. His fingers moving quickly and smoothly from each key, making the song he was playing sound flawless. You watched him in awh, even though you hated him, you got this weird feeling inside of you. Grayson was playing beautiful, until he messed up a note. Letting out a huge sigh and squeezing his eyes shut "For fucks sake" he mumbled under his breath