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Aren sat in one of the many music practice rooms his hands on the piano softly playing a melody he had heard in his dream. Every once in a while he would stop and jot down the notes he had played. Once all the notes were written down on the score sheet, he began humming a melody on top while playing. He was beginning to get uncomfortably hot in the small room and proceeded to crack the door a bit, hopefully it would cool down and not many came to this side of campus so he didn't consider someone coming by. Eventually he began to sing words to the melody he had been humming, slowly writing a song. This was what he did when he was very bored, it was the theater off season, and he hadn't preformed in any shows in a while. He still stuck to song writing like it was glue. It was a pretty song he was singing, about loving someone you could never have. Quite tragic if he did say so himself.

Aren wrote down the last few notes to the melody on his composers paper, then opened a note book to write down the lyrics he had come up with, this note book was so full of songs that it was worn and almost falling apart. It had seen many years of Arens life with him and was one of his prized possessions. Running through the song one more time he belted it loud as he would if preforming on a stage. Once he was finished with that he gently closed the lid covering the piano keys and slid his things into his bag. Turning toward the door he thought he saw a figure there and his heart literally skipped a beat. He was okay with singing in front of people on stage but an unfinished work? Perhaps he had been mistaken. "H-h-ell-ll-o?" He called out, Aren had such a bad social anxiety that he often chose not to talk because he felt sick to his stomach with social interaction.