Passionate Melody

The usual routine in the morning, I walked out the door with my case in my hands as I slowly made my way to school with Hihara who asked me how cooking club was. I sighed and explained everything that happened.

He wasn't very pleased.

WE didn't talk much on the way to school since he became very unhappy due to the incident. "Hihara-san, don't be so glum. Things like this always happens, so don't worry about it." I heard him mutter 'alright' and his frown became a small smile.

The both of us parted ways, he went to the rooftops while I made it to one of the music rooms to practice and on my way I saw a particular blond with his head dug into a book while he walked around the place but he was walking straight into a wall!

Pacing a bit fast ,I shouted , "Shimizu-kun,watch out!" I grabbed hold of his shoulder and pulled him towards my shoulder before he hit the wall. "You really should be more careful."

The sleepy boy looked over his shoulder and thanked me in his usual tone.

I practiced hard this morning for some reason, my strokes were harder and the notes were much bold and didn't match the song I played. It always when I practiced this particular song, 'the devil's thrill' was extremely difficult. The pitch and timing are most important along with the accuracy of each note is absolute. Hannah always told me that I have a very calm appearance and metal strength however ,every time I loose myself in the world of music, inside is a burning flame of passion thrashing like a whirlpool out of control.

"You're putting too much pressure on the bow." A heard an unfamiliar voice enter the room. It turned to see a boy with bright blue hair lean on the edge of the doorway. He had a straight face on along with determination written all over his face. "Sempai." He mocked me a bit more, seeing the colour of his tie , he was in 2nd year known as the infamous Len.

I placed my violin down and began to pack up, "if its room you want, you can have it." I didn't give another look at him; he wasn't worth my time since he rudely interrupted my practice. I simply just gave him the cold shoulder and the 'I don't care 'attitude.

The day went on as planned, practiced during my spare time and balanced with my studying with Hihara always with me. "What's for lunch today, Kiko-chan?" I sat at a new spot outside under a tree as I raised my eyebrow at him. "Ah sorry if I'm acting so informal ,I mean-" With my excellent skills, I whipped a prawn tempura and stuffed into his ranting mouth.

His eyes just widen a bit with the tempura sticking out of his mouth, I nibbled on some California rolls and replied with a happy tone." Kiko-chan is just fine." Hihara continued to eat the tempura as he unravelled his bento box which was wrapped neatly with a dark blue hand chief .

"Eh, Kiko-chan you busy this afternoon?" He asked me as I took a bite from one of my onigiri. I shook my head before thinking. After class, I plan to spend a good and hour an half practicing in the garden and leave for home. Cooking club is only every two days so I could leave for home early. "Well, I discovered a new sweet café downtown and I was wondering if you want to come with me." My eyes sparkled as I heard the word 'sweet cafe' and after that I wasn't really paying any attention but I did hear it was called 'Max Brenna.' Quickly, I nodded and he told me to meet him at the gates at the strike of six.