(There is a song on the cover page, put it on now for a better experience).
There's a white door in front of me, I can hear distant music behind it. I must open it. I pluck up my courage and go to the door to open it.
By doing so, I see a room, I'm no longer in the apartment, this was my old school, I remember this classroom.
The green painted walls, the folded chairs in the corner, the bookshelf with notebooks full of sheet music... This was my music classroom. The room is empty except for one person... me.
I find myself not as young as before, around 15 years old, standing in the center, learning to play the violin. Not just any violin, but my mother's violin that I kept.
I remember that I used to come here and spy other students playing in their music course to listen.
I've always had an interest and a passion for music, I wanted to go in and learn to play, but I knew that my father would not let me get close to anything that had to do with it, and anyway, I had to pay for this course.
That's why when the class was over, I would sneak in and try to learn to play on my own with my mother's violin that I hid in my backpack to take it to school.
I can see myself playing, I still didn't have as much experience as I have now, but I could see from my expression, that I was lost in the music anyway.
I hear the door I entered, open slowly, young me is so focused on the music that she doesn't react, I turn to see who it is and I see him.
A young hyena, my age at the time, staring at the me that's playing. His gaze is not one of disgust or of any bad intention, rather he observes curious when he listens carefully.
Hyena: Wow!
Young me startled and screeched the violin, she stopped playing and stares at the hyena in horror as she hid the violin behind her.
Hyena: Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
Young me stays quiet and looks down, flushed. Her ears lower and there's an awkward silence.
Hyena: I just wanted to tell you that you play amazing!
I see young me raise her ears in surprise and look at the hyena, confused. It was the first time that someone supported me in terms of music.
Hyena: Why don't you take the music course? You'd be very good at that.
Young me lowers her gaze again but plucks up the courage to ignore her shyness this time.
Y/N: Well I... I'd like to but.. my daddy.. I can't.
The young hyena, still confused, turns his head, progressing the information that he had just been given.
Hyena: Well... if there's one thing I know, it's that you're great at playing that violin. You've got talent! You shouldn't waste it.
Young me grins a little and sighs, feeling a little more confident with that boy.
Y/N: Thanks, but ... I don't have any money anyway.
The hyena starts to think for a few seconds, I can see how he analyzes the situation and takes a look at the violin and young me, while she confusedly tries to know what he's thinking.
Hyena: Well if I were you, and if I had your talent... Maybe I would take advantage of going to a square in the afternoon and play that violin. People usually do that and get some money from some viewers.

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