You're (Not) My Hero | TomTord

Chapter 3

4 November

The first two weeks weren't difficult for Tord, and a lot of his teachers warned him that it might be like that for a while, but Tord wasn't complaining.

"Hey, Tord!" Tom semi-shouted. Tord turned around to see the tall boy walking to him.

"Hi, Tom," Tord waved. Tom stopped beside him.

"Is this your little hideout?" he chuckled, gesturing to the storage room.

"Yeah, I guess. I can not let you in, though," Tord furrowed his brows as Tom raised his.

"Is that so?" Tom looked behind him as the bell rang.

"Well, I don't think you want me to go to ISS, do you?" he leaned in. Tord didn't break eye contact.

"What is ISS?" he asked. Tom lost his smirk and blinked.

"In school suspension," he said. Tom's arm wriggled behind Tord and opened the door. Tord blushed, embarrassed.

"Oh," he mumbled. He sighed as he followed Tom into the room; he closed the door behind them.

"Why do you come here anyway?" Tom asked. Tord walked past him to the covered piano.

"This," he whispered. Tom stared at it.

"But it's broken," Tom stated bluntly. Tord glared at him.

"I fixed it as best as I could, but that does not matter. It's tuned and it plays." Tord sat on the wobbly bench. Tom nodded.

"So you play then?" he asked. Tord nodded slightly and placed his fingers on the keys.

At first, he played softly, but the song started to become stronger. The tempo became faster, Tod played harder, and the song became real.

Tord slammed the keys, which made Tom jump. Tord played the soft part that he played at the beginning and ended the song.

"Holy shit," Tom mumbled. He sat next to Tord, who was slightly shaking.

"That was pretty damn cool," Tom added. He raised a brow at Tord.

"You okay?" he whispered.

"Yeah," Tord nodded.

"Anxiety?" Tom asked. Tord nodded again.

"Yeah, that."

They sat together as Tord played a soft, looping melody.