Wingyyy.

It was a beautiful night. Sitting directly opposite to him, her eyes, her lips, everything told him she was his ideal type of girl.Throughout the night, he was stuck in a decision of whether to approach her. Leaving it, and he would have surely regretted it, stand too close, and his heart skips a heartbeat. This was love at first sight …

If only it happened like that. In actual fact, the only truth in that story was the regret .. of not noticing earlier.

They met at an art exhibition. It never started off as love, nothing does. Its all from the mind as your curiosity takes the better side of you; the mind hates to admit things the heart tells it to. Both being piano players, he was intrigued, she left an image, a footprint in his heart, only to be overpowered by his mind as the knowledge of her existence buried into the depths of his right ventricle.

Music has always been a bond between them, and it is through music that brought them together. Through a twist of events, the two got a chance to work on a music piece named “Fairy Tale” together, as it ironically links their relationship, one far from being a “fairy tale”. Though love was far out of reach, one thing was for certain; like the musical piece, their friendship was improving, and he was slowly noticing his feelings as it was slowly changing.

He enjoyed talking to her, seeing her smile, he never wanted their encounter to end. Sometimes, he would look for excuses, just to start a conversation where it would carry on till late at night, and even as the night came to a close, he would  head off to bed, with a smile on his face, knowing that he would see her again tomorrow at school. Their band practicing time, msn chats, drugged faced photos, all these things helped him understand her a little more.

Though knowing his feelings for her, love is a two player game, your payoff depends on the decisions of the other half, and he wasn’t ready to face the risks of a loss. His heart wants it, but once again his mind overpowers it. He had no reason to believe that this was his fairytale. Not knowing what to do, he recorded a piece of music that he played, just to release his momentary emotional spasm. The piece: Do You Love Me.

Music was the language between them, and as she discovers the real meaning behind the piece, it demonstrated once again how music was the bond between their relationship. She became quite curious to who the piece was dedicated to, but little does she know, that the name she was searching for was nothing more then her own.

He had enough of his mind, his heart was beating, wanting to come out, it was calling to him so he followed it.

“Will you go out with a druggo? xD”