Disclaimer: Characters are not mine.
Summary: When you're tired and weary, just listen to your heart's song…you might be surprised to find yourself falling…falling…fast…
Music
As he was walking briskly at the corridor, a sweet sound filled his senses.
It's unmistakably the harmonious sound of a violin.
He peered at the small window at the door and was surprised to see the purple head girl he was quite familiar with playing the violin.
This is a far cry from the loud and brash Kirisawa Fuuko he knows. His eyes must be betraying him. He involuntarily blinked his eyes a couple of times but she was still there.
Her eyes were closed and she was playing the violin with such gentleness he didn't know she possesses.
The rays of sun bounced against her lovely form, which made her look even more breathtaking.
Although he would never openly admit it, he was mesmerized.
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Then all of a sudden, Fuuko looked at his direction and smiled.
He had wanted to leave right then when he realized she was heading outside to where he is.
"Michan," Fuuko greeted with a smile. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough." Came the short reply from Mikagami Tokiya.
The girl narrowed her eyes and slapped him on the arm.
"I didn't know you play the violin." Tokiya commented suggestively.
"You never asked." Fuuko wittingly responded.
The boy snorted and crossed his arms.
"Care to explain that." He nodded towards the room to show her what he was referring to.
"Oh, that, well, our school has just recently participated in this health program conducted by this non-government organization. They have arranged different activities and coordinated with a various number of schools where these kids can participate in music or sports and stuff like that." Fuuko explained, watching the kids with amusement. Then she looked back at Tokiya and sighed. "My teacher in Music class suggested that I volunteer for this activity for extra credit since I'm failing my other classes. But—"
"Surprise, surprise." He interrupted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"But—" Fuuko emphasized, glaring at him. "—I said I will do it not because of the extra credit."
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He should hate her for making him feel these unknown emotions.
But he realized he could not and didn't want to.