i had made a decision. he was on my mind more than half the time. i had to do something. he had confided in me in the most beautiful way, and i wanted to do so too.
so, i went to the music room when he went out on a coffee break. he had started using the music room again these days, so it gave me a chance to do what i had to do.
i placed his copy of the perks of being a wallflower on the piano. it contained a folded piece of paper on which i had written a playlist called 'what once was me'.
it was his business too now.
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