Chapter 4

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Aj watched other cars flash by as he sat in the backseat of the car. The blonde sighed, thinking of his father. He had not been aware of his father's return from China. He was even surprised to see that a year had passed since he had even seen the ever so famous business man, Mr. Liu.

It was different when it came to his thoughts however. Aj thought of his father weekly, if not daily. Where he would be, what he was doing, if he was eating well. All these thoughts flooded his mind constantly, to the point of him lying awake late at night, staring at the apartment ceiling and wondering about his father.

Aj almost laughed when a thought of if the feeling was mutual with his father.

The blonde knew Mr. Liu did not hate him. He just simply disliked the blonde's desires; one of them being music.

He still remembered the long argument over what he wanted to do and what his father wanted him to do. He still remembered the two hard slaps to his left cheek, and how his salty tears added to the sting of his reddening cheek.

He remembered his mother's tears that fell to the carpet as she tried to negotiate with the brash Liu.

Aj quickly blinked away his tears as he realized the car stopped. He opened the door and slung his satchel over his right shoulder and his trusty clipboard to his left hand.

He lifted his head and gazed upward. Gloomy clouds hid the night sky and he guessed that it would rain soon.

He walked into the hotel, following the two men who brought him here. A quick thought of running away popped into Aj's head, but he shooed it away, his curiosity conquering his fear.

Besides, he missed his dad.

The three men entered an elevator, with Aj in a corner and the two men in front of him. One of the men pressed the button for the eighteenth floor and the elevator began to close. The elevator doors stopped suddenly and a young woman walked into the elevator. Aj caught a quick glance at her before she turned around.

She's pretty...Aj thought, but he quickly pushed the thought away, using the excuse of her never noticing him. He quickly realized that the elevator was soon over flown with the pretty woman's perfume.

Mmm...Aj thought. Strawberries.

Aj shook his head vigorously to keep the weird thoughts out of his head. He cleared his throat and fumbled with his papers on the clipboard, but with his fingers shaking because the author is a vicious troll, the clipboard fell. Aj cursed a thousand times in his head as he bent down to pick them up.

He saw another pair of hands and assumed one of the men had tried to help him, but he realized that the hands were smaller, and delicate. He gulped and slowly looked up the see the brunette beauty collecting his papers.

"Uh-You uh...you don't have to uh..." Aj stammered. The brunette looked up and smiled kindly. She was caught off guard by how attractive the blonde was and quickly looked back down to the papers.

"It's fine." She said, slightly surprised by how stable her voice was. Aj thought she had a lovely voice. The woman began to stand up as she attempted to straighten up the papers. She realized that they were sheet music.

"Oh, so you're a musician eh?" she asked, kindly eyeing the music. She silently hummed the tune in her head and smiled. "Did you write this?"

"Y-Yeah, but that one has dumb lyrics. I was going to throw it away anyway." Aj said, attempting to grab it, but the woman' "Does that mean I can keep it then?" She asked, surprised by how easily he wanted to throw away such a good song. Aj furrowed his brows before a ding came from the elevator. An automated voice that said sixteen alerted the passengers.

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