"Don't you ever get tired?" Mrs. Davidson inquired softly at the empty room that had been a lovely company with my piano play collection for the winter ball.

 

"No, I'm fine.” I smiled when she walked in front of my piano and smiled back. She was the one who kept encouraging me to keep playing even after my mom died, it was my therapy.

 

I was destined to keep playing as the passionate hunger kept increasing within me when I grew up.

 

It was an escape from the amber-eyed guy I had seen. I had been thinking a lot about him, he gave off the scary face and the haunting past vibes but it only made my curious side appear even more. Every time I stopped now, I would start thinking about him so I instantly focused more on the piano keys, the guy faded into the back of my mind.

 

"I'm going to lock up now." She announced regretfully for stopping me, I let it go as I nodded and closed the piano lid.

 

“I'm sorry I made you wait." I apologized as she patted my shoulder.

 

"It's okay, I had a meeting.” She explained and I stood up with my bag that Alexa packed for me after school. I usually play after school for two hours, this time I went for three hours as the gloomy weather started to get clouded indicating a storm was approaching.

 

both bidded each other goodbye and I took a stroll to my home that was nearby. I saw a silhouette of a guy in front of

 

I quickly bent down

 

the familiarity of the amber eyes I had forced myself to forget came back again, he was tall

 

the baby hairs behind my ears

 

only the two of us as his eyes began speculating me like I was an insect he couldn't wait to

 

in a rushed tone with furrowed eyebrows. I fidgeted in nervousness since I not sociable towards anyone

 

replied, my voice wavered as he stood intimidatingly

 

are you following me?" He snappily

 

his eyes as he ran a hand

 

left to talk about, he turned around and began walking casually. I was left wondering about the guy who had been chased by the police. I was shocked that he was this

 

the doorbell when I reached my house, my caring father opened and hugged

 

with a kind face and a smile gracing his face. He

 

replied, he had been dazed off lately, lonely even but I

didn't come out of my mom's womb when she died, didn't make it alive. We knew about the boy after mom

 

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