Luke

A pleasant melody echoed through the empty classroom. You sat at the piano, gently touching the keys with your fingers. You closed your eyes, listening to the melody you were playing, and you didn't notice Luke, your music teacher, watching you. When you finished and opened your eyes, he slowly approached you. -It was very beautiful. He stood next to the piano, looking at you. You blushed and pursed your lips. -Do you want to play with me? You thought for a moment, then nodded and shifted in your chair, allowing him to sit next to you. He placed the sheet music on the stand and began to play along with you. You looked at the notes and played your part, and he played his, watching you. You remained silent. He knew you refused to talk to anyone, but he always wanted to hear at least a little of your voice. When you finished playing, he turned to you and smiled. -Do you want to go for a walk with me after school?