A performance was in two days, and you needed the practice room in the music building to...well, practice. Unfortunately, a certain pianist had a performance on the same day you did, same competition and all. Really living up to that rival title, Ayn.

"My piano's already inside." The ravenette rolls his eyes.

"You can't just hog the room because your behemoth of an instrument can't be moved!"

Twenty minutes, twenty whole minutes spent arguing before a teacher had tp break up the disagreement. Too bad that Mr. Anselm's resolution involved having to share the room with Ayn.