i saw her in the practice room late at night again.
She always comes around in my practice room and complains about the loud music. But, I kinda enjoy it...
After all, I play the painfully loud music so that I get to talk to her.
As sad as it is, we've never had a nice conversation ever before. I don't know what else to do other than to pathetically play the loud music to see her again.
The only thing I know is to secretly have feelings for her-______.