The Broken Violin String
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"WOW!!! This is so cool!" Bokuto kept bowing the violin. Then, he started to pluck the strings, like Akaashi would whenever he practiced.
SNAP.
"Uh oh..." Bokuto's face paled. He broke a violin string.
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