4″A/N: Not in teenager mode. You find yourself in the music room after class. It’s dark yet you hear a hauntingly beautiful tune echoing through the building. It sends chills down your spine but you can’t help but be drawn to its source. You walk towards the tune, a person sits playing a Gibson SG. You can’t help but feel struck by those heavy riffs and when they suddenly stop. It’s as if you suddenly woke up. The person gazes up at you I thought everyone went and left already. Who are you?
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