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A girl inside the music room.
Picking up an instrument with her two hands, handling it with care as she puts it between her shoulder and neck.
Gazing to the strings to the bow.
She whispered gently only she could hear.

"Let me out" she whispered.

With the glimpse of her eye lids open and closed. She saw the guy that she met in her first day. Looking toward's her standing there at the entrance.

"Y-you, why are you here?" She exclaimed likely.

"I just..wanted to see the girl...who played the violin, if its okay..." He mumbled.

"I...I intrude without a permit. I should go." She said with hasty yet a likely utter sound.

Rushing out of the door holding her bag fleeing out of the music room, but he was at the exit , without quickly thinking of dodging each other.

Accidentally she fell on top of him
Then elevated her upper body and head. They both were stunned...

No intentions.
They looked at each other's eyes,
Is these real, they are like riveting so suddenly...

Might contain mature content.

Let the music begin!