Itwasliketakingthedoublelifeshe’dbarelymaokeepintadfeedingitstraightintoapapershredder.
“Senior,”Crasaid,voiceicedover—rationalinthatabsolute,sce-studentway.“Ifyou’reshortaperson,gofiheothereleventh-gradeboys.First:youpulledmycable.That’srude.Sed:Idon’thavetime,andIdon’twanttogo.”
Shebentdown,pluggedthecablebatotheampherself,thenlookedatherbandmates.“Fromthesedverse.Getready—we’restartingover.”
Theboy’sbroedtogether.Heclearlyhadn’texpectedthatafterpersonallyshowingupto“borrow”her,he’dbeshutdownsobluntlybyaquiet-lookingundercssmaninrimlessgsses.
Buthedidn’tbackoff.
Instead,hesteppedforutahanddirectlyontheneckofherfive-stringbass,stoppingherbeforeshecouldpluckagain.
“I’veheardyoupy,Chu-Qing（初晴）.”Hisgazesharpeosomethingaggressivelyi,pinningherinpce.“Yourabilityshouldn’tbelockedbehindthisbrokenirondoor.Twomonthsfromnow,I’mgoingtomakeyourlowendexplodeonanationalstage.”
Cra’sfingersfrozeinmidair.
Fromthebassneckshefeltthewarmthofhispalm—andthewords*youshouldn’tbelockedbehindthisbrokenirondoor*ndedlikeastohrownwithoutwarning,strikingdeadterinthedeepestpartofherheart:
therebellioussoulshe’dbeenkeepingpresseddownforyears.
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