Hi, I'm back! I'm so thrilled to see my new baby 'Prodigy Boy' get in the top 10 new rankings. Keep supporting and vote for to motivate to continue this story.
If you wish to talk to or know more of my works, feel free to follow my IG @vorstinstory or join my discord server: sdiscord.gg/a7ypnYw7TF
***
Kaylee always holds whatever she says. When she made offers to her jealous friends, she did what she had to offer.
That day she offered to teach them how to touch a woman's deepest heart. Even though the girls here looked like be seduced easily, they actually like to be praised and appreciated.
They don't like being treated like cheap girls, and Kaylee trains the boys not to talk vulgarly in front of the girl they like. Kaylee also gives courage to guys who are afraid to confess love and tell them how to captivate a girl's heart.
They are all musicians because they study at M University. Each will give off strong charisma when playing their instrunts. And one of the things that captivate girls is playing music.
Kaylee helped them improve their instrunt playing technique as well as ways to improvise without having to follow directions in their music textbooks.
If soone were too fixated on their music book and focused on their fingers to not make mistakes, that person would never be able to understand the songwriter's intention of creating the song and conveying it to the listeners.
The lody that he produces would sound bland without a soul so that it would not be able to reach the listeners' hearts. The player's charisma would not co out either if the person's eyes were only stuck in the music book.
The way Kaylee taught and trained them was enjoyable and easy to understand so that her friends could imdiately grasp what Kaylee teaches very well.
Well, even though Kaylee was a silent person, it doesn't an she doesn't have the ambition to achieve perfection. Kaylee was a perfectionist in her field. And any music she created or played with her orchestra group had to sound perfect.
Thus, Kaylee was accustod to training, and teaching her orchestral group to teach a bunch of excited teenagers was not difficult for her.
Kayle was also willing to make ti for small study groups and discuss literature and history lessons. She was even willing to give wrong answers on theoretical exams, so she no longer got perfect scores.
Even during the practical exam, she was deliberately making mistakes in the middle of her performance. This way, everything was resolved naturally, and Kaylee could live her double life in peace.
"Hey, Nick! It's so unusual for your grades to drop. What's wrong with you? You don't usually get a B on your recital exams." asked one of his male friends.
For a mont, Kaylee was confused by her friend's question. Two weeks ago, they were hostile because her grades were too perfect and jealous of her. Now that her score was dropping, why should they concern?
If a man says he can't understand a woman's feelings, a girl can say the sa. Won would never understand the way a man's mind is.
"The song I played was too difficult because I had a lot of fingering styles to learn. Maybe it was also because I wasn't in the mood to practice, so my fingers missed playing the highest notes." that was Kaylee's confession, which was uttered in a nonchalant tone as if a B was not the end of the world.
For Kaylee, who is a perfectionist, of course, a B grade is the end of her world. When she got a B grade, Kaylee would get stressed and depressed and decided to practice in her studio all night without sleeping.
Now… sohow, she doesn't feel depressed about getting imperfect scores. Could it be that right now, she isn't Kaylee Zouch? Or could it be that she had made a mistake on purpose and prepared herself for a B?
Kaylee didn't know the answer.
Plus, Kaylee didn't have a training mood because her body was too tired to finish several songs at night. So she's not entirely lying.
And one more thing that made her not in the mood for training. The recital exam that day was a guitar instrunt exam that made her not too enthusiastic to practice. The guitar was not her 'dominant' instrunt. She preferred to play the piano to the guitar.
Moreover… every ti she played the guitar for more than an hour, her right hand felt sore and numb, while the fingers on her left hand felt painful. Kaylee even began to feel that her fingers had calluses making the skin less smooth than it used to be.
If her mother had found out that the skin on her fingers had calluses, she would have scread hysterically and dramatically while forbidding her to play guitar again.
Kaylee sighed, complaining about how much slow that ti this world had rotated. If only she could speed up the ti to two years later when she graduated from college, she no longer needed to impersonate Nick.
"I'm really surprised by you," Jacob stated, again hugging her shoulders without warning.
For so reason, Kaylee was so used to this friendly embrace that she no longer felt the need to remove that hand.
"What makes you surprise?" on the other hand, Kaylee asked curiously as she put her hands into the pockets of her torn jeans.
"I rember you played the piano in the entrance exam for the recital performance section. I thought your primary major you took was piano. It turns out that the major you took was guitar class? I think you're more suited to be a pianist than a guitarist." Jacob explained, followed by a nod of approval by the others.
It felt like Kaylee wanted to shout at them, 'I am a pianist!'
But she restrained herself and just laughed indifferently, which was finally followed by another laugh.
"But, by the way, Nick," suddenly Jacob whispered towards Kaylee as they all walked into the cafeteria with Jacob and Kaylee in the back row.
"What is it?"
"You sll so good. I never knew you had such a mild, pleasant scent. What perfu are you wearing?"
"…" Kaylee imdiately turned her face away when Jacob's face got closer, only to sniff her neck.
Imagine… a young man sniffing her body!!
How strange... why does her face feel hot?
"I don't use any perfu," Kaylee replied hastily while speeding up her steps, following her other friends.
Jacob frowned at his best friend, 'Nick,' running away from him as if the young man was a virgin girl who was approached by a man for the first ti.
[author: She is a virgin girl]
"Is there sothing wrong with my question? He doesn't need to avoid like I'm so virus.." Jacob shook his head and followed 'Nick' with just a few steps.
Reviews
All reviews (0)