“Fl Studio?”

*warning bell rings*

“Seems like you haven’t, No problem; Come to me after school and I will ~~”

“STOP AlREADY with those expressions…!!!”

“XD, Okay bye…”

“... bye”

After chasing me off, he suddenly jumped up and dashed out of the classroom.

I returned to my seat.

When I was on my way to Dhruba, I was feeling kind of irritated and annoyed but currently I am a lot more relaxed after finally all the excitement was over. 

Back to square 1, I guess.

One mystery remains that is the identity of that strange man, but anyway, not that it matters…

Now, it’s time for me to sleep

I slid over to Debu’s seat with my belongings and transferred his stuff to my side of the bench (Protection against disturbance)

After that I made a cushion with my hands, kept my head on it like yesterday, and proceeded to sleep.

It did not take much time before I dozed off…

After that I woke up halftime into the next period, did some sightseeing, slept for sometime again and finally wrote down some notes during the last period after which…

*Bell Rings*

“It’s over” rejoiced Debu as he stood up.

“Yeah” replied Diti 

“Hey moron, let’s go…” said Debu facing me.

“Who are you calling A moron again?”

“Heh… Don’t think I have forgotten your weird ass actions from earlier today”

“Huh… (Sigh) I will really explain everything later, I have someone to meet today so talk to you guys later…”

After smiling at their shocked faces, I walked out of the classroom.

“Wait, what did he just say?” asked Debu

“...Meet someone is what I heard…” replied Diti

“This is all very suspicious, Tomorrow I will definitely have to squeeze all the info out of him”

“Why tomorrow?”

“Actually today I have a sports club meeting so… Wait! You are free now aren’t you?”

“I have a music club meeting in 15 minutes but before that, yes…”

“That’s it, then you follow him and tell me all the info on Tuesday”

“O- Kay…”

Debu brought his face so close to Diti, she almost blushed for real.

“There you are!”

It was Dhruba’s voice, standing near the exit, leaning on the wall.

“What are you doing darlin’, hurry up, come to me~~”

“Just shut up already” 

“XD, it’s good to see you here”

“... Your invitation was a hard one to deny”

I walked up to him after which we started walking together towards the school gate.

“You are not in any clubs are you?” I asked

“Nope, anyway Music Production!”

“You sure are hyped”

“I always am ;)”

“Yes now about that, you had mentioned that name - uh… yes Fl Studio!”

“It seems you are really interested, weakly for sure but interested…”

“Music is the only thing which I have a little interest in, you know, other than the mainstream studying and stuff so”

“That so? Then let’s go…”

“Go… Where to?”

“Your home obviously ;)”

“EHHHHHHHHH!!!”

I continued staring at him with a confused look, trying to determine whether his previous sentence was a joke or rea-

“Why are you getting so surprised; Don’t tell me you never had any friend visit your home directly from school…”

“... I mean… there have been a few times when Debu invaded my home from school directly, but it was because his parents were out and he was invite-”

“Tell me no more of thy tragic backstories”

“Ha? Tragic?”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN by ‘Ha?’, what I am seeing is not even tragic - it’s PATHETIC!! What have you been doing in life for the past 10 years?”

What have I been doing?

What… have I been doing?

What have I…

Well, it’s a simple question to answer if my… neighbors ask it, or perhaps teachers or interviewers or even my parents… But why is it so difficult to think of an answer, when the person asking this question is liable to be asked the same question…?

I could say “I had been studying”... but then again why have I been studying? Do I really like to do it? Or… am I simply trying to make my parents happy by returning their debt.

“Now now, don’t go into all that deep thinking (sighs), it was not a serious question, just chill bro”

“O-Okay…”

“Yes, now let’s go”

“Wait! You really want to come?”

“Are you perhaps short circuited my friend?”

“But why?”

“(sighs) These noobs… To show you how music is created on Fl Studio obviously"

"Really?"

A cold breeze hit us as 

"He he-" He replied happily

I felt a shiver down my spine as the cold winter breeze passed by us… 

Whoa, it feels so good; Even if not for eternity, Yes, it is back - that sensation of excitement, the sensation of winter and the sensation of living.

“This is the ideal mood for some creative acoustic music; Are you ready to go yet?”

He asked, looking up at the gravel-gray sky.

“Yeah, I am…”

The two of us were now standing in front of the School gate, which reflected the grayish transcendental hue of the atmosphere onto Dhruba’s glasses.

“So… Aashito Dutta…”

“Yupp…”

“Let’s Go!”