Homework sucks. The worst kind of homework was the assignments with multiple open ended questions. You would basically write a report with the length of the answers because if you even left one small detail out, you'd get the entire answer wrong.
Soul sighed. He was getting nowhere with these questions. Five questions open ended questions would take him all night, especially with his procrastination habits. That wasn't even the worst part of the night. After the first assignment, Soul still had to study for tomorrows test. Studying ahead was never a habit he picked up on.
Soul decided to take a break and chose to scroll through his music. He tapped on the shuffle button to see what would come up.
It was piano music, but it wasn't the genre of music he'd play. The music started off going back and forth between a few notes. Then a guitar joined the piano with the same notes.
Soul smirked. He was suddenly determined to complete his work. He plugged his device into the speakers in his room and turned the volume up.
The music continued. The piano disappeared as the guitar took the show with a few chords. Alone, the guitar took the original melody and then hopped back to the chords. The music repeated the process a few times, but with the piano. The music fell back to the piano and guitar with the original notes.
A new song started. Soul rose from his chair and quickly made a new playlist with a few songs that would help him study. After all, with that one song he did manage to finish a question.
There was a knock on the door. The door open and Maka came in.
"Hey Soul, mind lowering your music?" she asked.
"I'm afraid I can't do that Maka," Soul told his meister.
Maka made a face. "Why not?"
"If I were to lower my music the progression of my homework completion would go down of forty percent," Soul explained. "Not to mention that my studying could also greatly improve by aid of my music."
Maka blinked. Was it her, or did Soul just sound intelligent? Sure, Soul wasn't an idiot, but the way he explained everything was just too precise for him. It was as if he was a detective trying to prove his theory to the world.
"Well, okay then. I guess you can keep it like that," Maka said and left her partners room.
Maka went back to her own room and closed the door. Through the walls she could still hear Soul's music. Maka sighed and continued with her homework. Once the homework was complete she looked at the clock. Maka smirked. She actually finished her homework faster than usual.
"Maybe that music does help out."
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A/N: Anyone think you know what music Soul was listening to?