He backed away from the door wondering if the master took conducting students. He didn't see the master around much, and he wasn't probably a very popular tutor.

He walked away as the bell went, walking down to the bottom floor to his locker.

"What have you been up to?" Claire asked coming up next to him. She was worried about him. He'd stormed out from their class together over a week ago and he hadn't been able to find a new tutor to rectify his change in majors yet.

"You know." He said shrugging before giving Claire a forced smile. She sighed, opening her locker that was right next to his. Leonardo had so much pride, and she was afraid he wasn't going to return even if he didn't find a new tutor.

"Mr. Charles asked about you today." She said giving him a calm gaze as she waited for his reaction. She felt if she made Mr. Charles sound a little desperate to have Leonardo he might consider coming back.

"Oh really?" Leo said taking his books out his locker before closing it. His violin was hidden somewhere between his mass of music notes, but the sight of the instrument now irritated him to new heights although he'd decided to keep it as his minor.

"Don't be stubborn, just return to class." Claire insisted as she brushed her blonde bangs aside. Leo shook his head muttering a small no.

"I found someone today," Leo announced as he and Claire headed to the small cafeteria. The change of environment was obvious. The room was a lot stuffier and noisier than any other part of the school.

They found their way through the crowd of students to their personal table. James and Marie were already there. The two gave them small nods of recognition before returning their attention to their music sheets.

"Leonardo has refused to apologize to Mr. Charles," Claire informed as they settled down on their seats.

James shook his head in disapproval. "It's better now than later. Mr. Charles has just a big a pride as you and he doesn't take it likely when it's wounded."

"Well too bad, I've found someone else," Leonardo said, searching through his bag for his wallet.

"And who exactly is this someone?" Claire asked, clearly not believing Leo. Leonardo finally found his wallet and took out some money for his meal.

"Well?" Claire asked, desperate to catch Leo in his supposed lie.

"The master of class seventy-two, do you know him?" Leo asked, wondering if he'd memorized the class' number correctly.

"No, can you describe one of his students?" Marie asked, suddenly taking interest in the conversation, her big brown eyes watching Leo with earnest attention. 

"He has only one; male, with dark long hair," Leo said, getting up from his seat. "Excuse me, I have to get something to eat, I'm starving," he said before making his exit.

"Do you know who that is?" Claire asked the table in Leo's absence.

"I think so..." Marie trailed, looking up at Leo who was now heading back with a tray of food.

"Well?" Leonardo said as he settled back in his seat.

"I think I know his student," James said, speaking up for the first time, his eyes still intently fixed on his music sheets.

"Who is he?" Leo asked, taking a spoon full of spaghetti.

"Alejandro De'valia, I suppose. He's Esterphina's blind brother," James said, laying his sheets down to inspect a certain part, making his curly ginger hair fall over his freckled forehead.

"Blind?" Claire said with a frown.

"That makes sense." Leo jumped in, snapping his fingers. "He played with no music sheets."

"That's impressive," Marie said with wide eyes.

"I play without music sheets," James said, looking up for the first time.

"Well, after cramming all the notes," Marie teased, making James give her a furious glance.

"I'm going to ask around if his tutor also takes students in conducting," Leo said, undoing the bottle cap of his soda bottle.

Claire pouted, resting her head on the table. It was obvious she wasn't too pleased with Leo's decision to break away from their instructor. He was the only other person Claire spoke to in the whole class.

"You really are leaving, aren't you?" she said as the edge of her lips twisted in a frown. Her brows furrowed as a sadness touched her eyes.

"Lucky you, switching majors like it's nothing. I can't do any other thing than play the flute." Marie sulked, taking a sip from her previously ignored soda can.

"And no tutor can say no to you," James added. Leonardo was what you called a prodigy. Who didn't want to be credited with brushing up a prodigy?

"You guys shouldn't say things like that yet, I haven't even asked." Leonardo pleaded, feeling quite flustered by the comments.

"He's right. Don't get his hopes too high," Claire said making to ruffle Leo's head of hair in a playful manner. The table burst into laughter as Leo swatted Claire's hand to rearrange his blonde locks.

Although Leo wasn't quite confident about whether he would get accepted, he had at least made a breakthrough. He had decided on a master.