Adrian

Today was an important day. The entrance exam to the music school. You were dressed impeccably. All your clothes were ironed, your hair was done, and most importantly, your instrument was tuned.

The inside of the school was incredible. Marble floors, the sound of a piano, and the echo of voices spread throughout the hall. There were many classrooms, and young teachers greeted students with smiles.

As you were climbing up to the second floor, something seemed to deliberately bump into your shoulder. Looking up, you saw a blond-haired guy. He quickly glanced at you, red strands of hair falling across his eyes and forehead. After a few seconds, he continued on his way without even apologizing.

The admissions process itself went perfectly. You stayed in the classroom to wait for your admissions documents and pass. The classroom doors opened, but instead of a teacher, a figure with a guitar appeared. The same guy. He looked around the room and met your gaze. You stood up to walk out the door, when his hand grabbed yours and immediately let go, as if he'd been burned.

"I heard you got in. Sorry for bumping into you downstairs, I wanted to see if you'd freak out. By the way, you dropped a hair clip downstairs, I picked it up, and you'd already fluttered off to the classroom."

He held out his hand. In his palm was your shiny hair clip.