Later...
- What did he mean by that he was thrown here? - I asked - And are we really going to let him leave like that?!
- What can we do?? - asked Marco - He doesn't listen to anyone anyway.
- True - Rodri nodded - His brother wanted him to get into the academy so he can make the family's name known more. It has never been his intention to come here.
- So either way he might just gonna leave?! - asked Pablo.
- I don't know.
I'm not going to let him leave!
Ren's POV:
I've had enough of doing what others want me to do!
Teach can freely throw me out of the school. Atleast I don't need to stand anyone here anymore.
Not even Rodrigo would feel bad for me to disappear so what's the point of me staying here?
But Clari somehow seems to be interested in my problem which I don't really understand so far...
----- TIME SKIP -----
I've been sitting outside, just humming my mother's song, thinking about her.
I wish I could know her... But she died while giving birth to me... Which is really sad... And my father also just wanted to forget everything about her, but soon he died in the sadness of losing her.
At this point I can almost hear her singing while I'm humming, but then...
- "In the classroom dancing with the evening sun... By your eyes twinkling even more than the stars I'm..."
As I looked over towards the voice I saw Clari standing there, smiling as she was reading a piece of paper...
- I didn't find all the parts though... But this lyrics is amazing so far... - she said as she sat beside me and handed the paper to me.
- Did you really... Done all this for me? - I asked, shocked.
I did not expect her to even do anything for me.
- Yes - she nodded - You know... I've always been taught to care about people... So please, don't leave, Ren! You're an amazing song writer!
I was completely shocked that I didn't even say anything while Clari jumped up again...
- I'm gonna look for the last pieces! - she said the quickly ran off.
- You're too sweet, Little Lamb... You won't find the last pieces...
I sighed.
- Because it's not finished yet...
Clari's POV:
Ren seemed pretty shocked when I went to him with the lyrics he wrote...
I don't know why, but he seemed rather depressed when I arrived there, but I didn't want to ask him about it just yet... Maybe another time...
If he even stays here...
- No use! We'll never find the last pieces! - groaned Selvaggia.
- We need to try! - I replied - We can't let this end like this!
Suddenly we all heard a noise that sounded like someone turned on the speaker...
- Uh... Can everyone hear me? - said the male voice and everyone jumped.
- Ren?! - Marco gasped.
- Little Lamb, can you hear me as well?
What is he going to do now?
- Pablo and everyone else... Please listen. I just finished my song. I'll release my all feelings... Until the very last phrase.
The after a deep sigh....
- Showtime!
