Enzo: I'm sorry.

Nila: What a cop out of a performance. How cliche.

Jenny: Did he wet his pants?

Sandra: You're up against top talents loaded with grit and passion. Whether you'll be going on to high school here or leaving the country, how you do in this competition will decide your future as a guitarist. Better man up, you're standing at the crossroads.

*Enzo walking home while on the phone with Karly*

Karly: You don't have to come to the hospital anymore.

Enzo: Huh?

Karly: The final's coming up soon, right? If you have time to come here, you should go over the sheet music. Pound even one more phrase into your head! So anyway, bye bye now! *hangs up*

Enzo: What's up with that?! She's the one who told me to check in regularly! She's so selfish! So irresponsible! So outrageous! *walking home and thinks* Was it... something I did? Maybe I shouldn't have eaten that chocolate bar at the hospital. And I don't say anything when I'm there. Maybe I pissed her off by talking about Takai Aiza? If I stop checking in... then I won't have a reason to see you anymore. *cell phone goes off and it's Karly calling again* What do you want?

Karly: Look! Look! There's a plane in the sky! It's a night flight! Amazing!

Enzo: Huh? *looks up and sees the plane* Oh, hey, you're right.

Karly: What? You can see it, too? Wow, the sky's connected then, huh?

Enzo: Huh? Is that all?

Karly: Yes. Something wrong?

Enzo: The plane crosses the sea of stars. Like a cat, you silently creep up to me. You told me not to come to the hospital.

Karly: But I didn't say I wouldn't call you. It's flying really low, even though it's night.

Enzo: She bombards me from an unexpected angle. I'm dumbfounded always following you. I'll stop by again.

Karly: I told you, you don't have to. You know you don't have the time.

Enzo: It's not about the time. I want to see you. A lump of steel, like a shooting star. Just seeing the same sky as you makes familiar scenery look different. I swing between hope and despair at your slightest gestures, and my heart starts to play a melody. What kind of feeling is this again? What do they call this kind of feeling? I think it's probably... ...called loved. Is that a problem? I'm sure this is what they call love.

*The next day after school with Enzo and Drake*

Drake: I'm finally set.

Enzo: Hey, good for you!

Drake: Well, it's a sports scholarship, so no surprises there. They told me to report to the soccer team starting in March. It's the bottom of the heap all over again. Gonna be tough. Yeah, but still, who knew? You hated it whenever I asked you to come with me to see her.

Enzo: I was avoiding her. Whenever I compare myself to Drake, I always get depressed. Hey, Drake. I really like Jensen

Drake: Stupid! I knew that.

Enzo: Yeah.

Drake: Hey, so you're finally gonna duke it out with me, huh?

Nurse: Get Doctor Katagiri.

Drake: Isn't that Karly's room?

Nurse: Hang on! The doctor will be here soon, all right? Miss Jensen, are you with me? You'll get better in no time, okay? Take a deep breath, Miss Jensen! Please hurry, Doctor! Miss Jensen! Miss Jensen! Look at me! Miss Jensen! Look at me! Miss Jensen, can you hear me?!

Nurse 2: What are you two doing?!

Nurse: Miss Jensen stay with us!

Nurse 2: We're treating her now!

Nurse: Miss Jensen stay with us!

Nurse 2: Go home today!

*That night Enzo walking home when he sees a cat laying in the middle of the road he takes the cat as he runs to the nearest vet*

Doctor: Get me that X-ray. Check its blood type.

*Enzo sits down and waits with bloody hands he looks at his bloody hands while tearing up, an hour later the doctor comes out*

Doctor: He was pretty much beyond saving when he got hit. I'm sorry, but...

Enzo: Thank you very much.

Doctor: Are you okay?

Enzo: Yes.

*Enzo walking home but he stops and looks at his hands again he started washing his hands at the public faucet while washing his hands Enzo gets a flashback of Karly*

Karly: Do you think you'll be able to forget? You come, too! Your hands are happy to be touching mine. I'm glad it's you.

*Enzo looks at his hands and makes a fist as he starts to break down crying*

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