After playing her song twice, Kaylee decided to end the song on a threshold. Besides, she hasn’t continued with the chorus yet, and the music wasn’t complete. Hence, the song ended with an ambiguous ending.

Kaylee got up and turned to face her professor, but suddenly she jumped backward, making her butt hit some piano keys when she realized Mr. Black suddenly stood before her.

“How do you know that song?”

“You… have you heard of it?”

“No.” was the short answer from the man made Kaylee sigh with relief. “I was just wondering how you could play a song…”

“I know. The song sounds terrible.” Kaylee continued cutting off Mr. Black.

“Terrible is not the right word. Maybe the worst song I’ve ever heard is a better word to describe it.”

Kaylee frowned at that. She knew that her first song was terrible, and she deliberately admitted it first because she didn’t want to hear it from this annoying guy.

But why did this person even spread salt on the wound that had just healed?

Declan smiled sideways at her, making Kaylee want to argue with what he said no matter whether this man would get in the way of her college days or not.

But when she noticed, the unusually gentle and soft eyes from the man made her swallow all the words she wanted to say.

Why is this man looking at her so gently? What a strange man.

“You have not answered my question. Where did you learn that song?”

“I created it.” Kaylee gasped as she flashed her answer.

She wasn’t planning and didn’t want this person to know that she could compose a song. But somehow, her mouth betrayed her brain and answered the man’s question honestly.

Declan nodded his head in satisfaction. He did not need to touch this boy’s hand because he was 100 percent sure that this was the boy who accompanied him for the two weeks he was in a coma in Barcelona.

[author: Isn’t he your first love?]

Declan: Shut up! He’s no longer my first love but my savior.

[author: T.T]

“I didn’t know you could compose a song, Mister Larson. Will you be taking a composing class in the third semester?”

“No. I’m not very good at composing a song.” after all, Nick had no interest in taking composing classes either. Not that she was interested as her schedule would get busier if she took the class.

“It is unfortunate. I think you have a talent for composing songs.”

“Instead of discussing that, am I allowed to remain in my elective class?”

Declan stepped back to take something from his music bookshelf.

“I’m not going to persuade you to move out, and I will let Mister Harvey know that you are not interested in changing class. But in exchange…” Declan took out a file containing a very worn sheet of music notes and handed it to Kaylee. “I want you to take the composing class next semester. And learn this song along with the movement patterns on the melody. I will help you by giving you free tutoring.”

Is Mr. Declan has a hearing problem? Which part of ‘I’m not very good at composing a song’ that he doesn’t understand?!

Even so, why was her hand moving on its own? Why did she receive the file from that man’s hand? It felt as if her body was moving on its own, following all that man’s orders.

Kaylee found it so frustrating, and she couldn’t do anything to make this man leave her alone.

It was unfortunate that now Declan would not allow her campus life as peaceful as she planned.

After finding his first love…

Declan: I told you, he’s my savior!!

Ehem… I mean… after Declan found his savior, he decided to make sure Nick graduated from this campus brilliantly. If Nick did not have talent in his guitar playing, then Declan would hone Nick’s other skills.

Even though Nick’s song sounds terrible, the chords that Nick plays were actually not bad. He just needs to change the melody a little and then make the chorus less gloomy than the first part.

According to Declan, Nicholas had the talent of his sister in creating a song. He just needed to increase the young man’s confidence and encourage him to develop his hidden potential.

“Mister Larson, do you know Roe? I heard she is your sister’s close acquaintance.”

Kaylee swallowed hard at this. Why did this man suddenly mention her name?

“If you want to graduate from here remarkably and making your parents and sister proud, try imitating the Roe way of playing.”

What??

“She’s just like you, a soul player. She is the best soul player I have ever known, and I am sure that, one day, you will be able to compete with Roe’s abilities.”

For some reason, Kaylee felt her face become hot at this compliment. Why did this man seem so sincere when he complimented Roe as if he admired Roe’s play?

At first, Kaylee thought that Declan approached her last weekend because he just wanted to make a joke on her, so she felt annoyed when Declan intimidated her at that time. She had no idea that Declan would sincerely compliment her for her solo performance.

‘I like you as a man.’

Wait a minute. If Declan Black admired her solo play, why did that man say that? Isn’t Declan Black gay?

Are the rumors circulating on this campus wrong, or is Declan approaching Roe on purpose to get rid of the rumors?

“Mister Larson,” Declan tried to call Kaylee, but she was too caught up in her thoughts not to hear the call. “Larson!”

“Yes?” Kaylee gasped when she heard a loud voice calling out to her. She felt guilty when she saw Declan raise an eyebrow while looking at her as if he was investigating her.

“Is there something strange with my words that you daydream while I’m talking?”

“No, sir. I’m sorry.” Kaylee replied politely because she didn’t want to irritate this scary man more than this. In the end, Kaylee was forced to agree to Declan’s terms because she didn’t want to linger in this place. “Okay. I will learn this song.”

With a lazy movement, Kaylee opened the dark yellow folder, and the first paper she saw was the title of a song.

“Require to Live.” hummed Kaylee unconsciously.

Require to Live??