Open rp(any one in the world u)
Roderich had never been dead set on making friends, yet over the course of a week...he had in fact, made friends.... A rather unsocial Norwegian, a quiet Swed and a ...questionable Dutchman. Yet, to all he'd gotten off to a rocky start. Now, as he say in the music room, always practising,he felt calm and at peace. The quiet room opted for the music to echo and sometimes seep into the outer hall, where sometimes students would be attracted like moths to a flame. There was no doubt as he felt eyes on him, watching him. Roderich simply ignored them and continued to play, swaying with the music. As he hummed along, hollow footsteps made their way to him. With the Austrian being in the zone, he let his fingers dance across the keys, almost as if he wasn't even playing it. It wasn't until someone spoke did he hit a soir note that brought him out of his tranquil state.