Fingers clashed with the keys, like a war playing a tune. Atsushi looked focused, more now than ever.

Eyes scanning each note on the sheet like a robot scanning a document, Atsushi had each note perfected.

Listening intently, you were struck with satisfaction, hit by awe. It was beautifully played. But almost as soon as it started, it ended.

You were so proud to see your best friend, the boy who you had known since childhood, finally preforming his masterpiece.