Love In Hate

10 Sharing session

Sun's POV

When I arrived, Inn was already there. I made my way and put down my bag on the floor beside my chair. This room was filled with both of us only, including the musical instruments of course. I took a look around the room and my eyes landed on the drum they used for marching band. A memory flashed into my mind.

I was standing along side the musical instruments, touching them one by one. Although I didn't know most of them, I found it beautiful and shining. They took great care of them, I could say that. I stopped at the drum when I heard the door's being opened. I turned my body to look behind and saw Inn was getting into the room. He then walked towards me.

"Interested?" he asked me.

I smiled. "A little,"

"Want to try?"

I shook my head. "I don't think so,"

He nodded and went to sit on the chair. Later I joined him at the desk.

"I heard that you know how to play all those instruments,"

"Who told you?" he asked me with knotting brows.

"Nash,"

"Ohh... yeah. Basically,"

"How come?"

"I was a member of marching band in my old school. Got to learn all those from my teachers,"

I nodded in awe.

"Which subject for today?" Inn asked me a question but I was too lost to hear him.

"What did you say?"

He giggled. "Where are you just now? Zimbabwe?" he shook his head. "I asked you, which subject for today?"

"Up to you," I shrugged.

"Okay then,"

We started our tutor session as usual. Inn would spend about an hour to teach me and we would do our own works after that. He was really serious about being my private tutor. My brain was void of educational knowledge for a long time so I knew how hard it was to teach me. But Inn was so patient. I bet if I ever asked one of my friends, they would throw me into the ocean the moment we started our tutoring session.

I took notes about the important parts. You guys might not believe me but I was doing well. And I was serious with my study as well. Inn had done so much already. The least I could do was that showing my progress with my knowledge.

"Too silent." I suddenly said and that made Inn to look at me.

I grinned when I realized what I had just said. He raised his brows, smirking. "I see. You don't bring your mp3 today?" We were doing our own works.

"Nope. Left it in my room," I answered. Usually, I would listen to songs while doing my homeworks.

Inn took out something from his pocket. It's his ipod. "What songs?" he asked me.

"It's okay. I don't want to disturb you with your study,"

He just rolled his eyes. "Dude. I'm not the one that can't study with the music on. It's my daily doses,"

"Really? But I never saw you listening to music," I asked him with questioning look.

"I don't at school. But at home, it's 24 hours,"

He's almost like me then. I can't live without music. I had been listening to it since forever. Lie. It's since nobody paid attention to me. So, I filled up my days with music. With songs. And I was happy with that.