My hobby. My love. Both one and something that can't be taken from me.

There seems to be a constant pattern of getting lost here at Yamaku for me.

It's fairly hard to carry all of my equipment around so I'm lucky to have found another physics teacher to direct me to the music room I had Mutou tell me about.

What was his name again? Mr. N-Nak-Nakai?

Oh well, I shouldn't let a name bother me.

The classroom is empty. Perfect.

*Self mumbling*
"Hmmmm...piano-piano-piano-piano-pi-"

*Louder*
"Ah-HA! Piano!"

I go over by it to relieve myself of my burdens.

It doesn't take long to plug in my laptop, plug in my microphone, set up the mic stand, and boot the software I need up.

The voice of my mother still echos in my head from a previous phone call.

'Have you recorded anything over there? It's been a while since I heard your music and I'd like to the next time we visit!'

I promised I'd try to finish at least a cover of a song so I should do that.

Its a relaxing bonus to unwind from the school year with music from the childhood. I've already decided to do an acoustic cover of Apology by Alesana.

My brothers are the ones that got me into that song so they should like this.

The piano turned on, my fingers find their home. A sound emanates from the speakers. Three soft notes repeat. Trip-le-et trip-le-et trip-le-et G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C

I begin my descent into the music. Becoming more and more immersed.

*Higher octave*
G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C G-F-C
*Lower octave*
F------........G------........A------..........................F------........G------........A------
*Vocals*
"Sweatdrips in----..my--..eyes-------.......................Screams of lust....we--- cry-------"

*repeated piano*
*Vocals*
"........To-----ni------ght...........You-- are---------....................ev---ry-----thi-------ng"

A few minutes pass and I come back from my out of body experience and become conscious of my surroundings again.

Asterick peeks through the door upon hearing the piano, he sits there and watches Satoshi get really into his music, "Got damn", he whispers to himself in wonder. Asterick doesn't disturb, nor walk there, but sit and listen to the playing,

"This is good", he thinks.

I pull up the window on my laptop to save the file before going to edit it.

My listening sense still keen from the music I hear the slightest sound from behind me but I don't bother looking.

*Mumbling quietly to myself*

"Probably isn't something I should worry about."

I continue with my work. Slight editing here and there.

My headphones go in so I can edit the vocals to sound clearer and I am tuned out of the world from sound.