Feb 1, 2016
@caiesa gets a starter
Silence was always preferable in the teenager’s mindset. It let him think, distract himself from the usual bustling school atmosphere. The old music room was the best place for this, that was what A-ya had learned at least.
The solitude, and the chance of meeting a ghost was something that entertained him. He sat on a desk, swinging his legs as he stared at the ceiling. A noise from beyond the door caught his attention, and he looked at the brunet who entered.
“Its you.”