As the final school bell rang out, signaling the end of another bustling day, Foze explained to Inn that his mother needed him home a bit earlier today. Thus, they decided to postpone their visit to the Judo team room. Instead, Foze suggested a detour to his own home, an offer to which Inn agreed without hesitation. Foze, a homebody by nature, had spent his entire life in this charming town cradled by the sea.
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Upon arrival, they were greeted by Foze's mother, a kind-faced woman with a gentle smile that spoke of warm welcomes. Her hair was tucked neatly in a bun, her eyes twinkling with a warm maternal glow that was both comforting and inviting.
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"Mom, this is Inn, my friend from school," Foze introduced Inn, his voice tinted with the slightest bit of nervousness.
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"Hello, Auntie," Inn greeted her respectfully, offering a polite Wai.
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She waved her hand dismissively, a smile gracing her lips, "You boys make yourselves at home."
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They ventured into Foze's room, a small haven that felt distinctively personal. Inn's eyes immediately fell on the pair of guitars neatly propped up against the wall. His curiosity piqued.
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"Do you play the guitar, Foze?" Inn asked, his eyes lingering on the beautiful instruments.
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"Just a bit," Foze replied, a shy smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Yet, as he picked up one of the guitars and started playing, his modesty fell away. His fingers danced across the strings, coaxing a beautiful melody that spoke of years of practice and dedication.
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"That's really great," Inn commented, genuinely impressed. A thought sprung to his mind, "Can you play this song?" He suggested a popular tune, hoping Foze was familiar with it.
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"Sure, I can."
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With those words, Foze began strumming the chords of the suggested song. As the music flowed, Inn began to sing along. His voice was deep and clear, filling the room with a captivating resonance that blended harmoniously with Foze's guitar. The song concluded with both boys sharing a moment of silent acknowledgment of their shared love for music.
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"You also sing very well, Inn,"
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Foze complimented, mirroring Inn's earlier praise. Inn grinned widely, feeling a wave of delight washing over him.
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"How about we record ourselves playing and singing, then post it on social media?" He suggested, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
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Foze hesitated, unsure of the idea. Inn read his hesitation and reassured him, "Come on, just play as you usually do." Picking up his phone, he set it to record.
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And so they did, under the fading evening light streaming in through the window. Inn's cheerful face and Foze's concentrated expression harmonizing as much as their music did, their guitar-strumming and song-filled room framed perfectly against the serene backdrop of the beach town neighborhood. The magic of music, friendship, and shared passions breathed life into their humble setting, creating a moment they would not forget anytime soon.
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One fine afternoon, the rhythm of the music club's heartbeat throbbed through the air. With the club's auditions approaching, a blend of excited chatter and fragments of tunes filled the atmosphere, each note carrying the palpable anticipation of the hopeful students. Foze and Inn, seated among the buzzing crowd, were waiting with anticipation, their hearts thrumming in sync with the pulsating beats of the room.
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"Are you ready for this?" Inn asked, casting a glance at Foze.
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"As ready as I can be," Foze replied, clutching his guitar like a lifeline.
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Their turn came, and as Foze plucked the first chord, all eyes turned to them. The melody weaved through the air with Inn's voice accompanying it, like a beautiful dance of harmony. Their performance ended amidst a hushed silence, soon broken by the senior members' appraisal,
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"Impressive. We'll be in touch."
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As they exited the club, Inn's mind was churning. "Hey Foze, I was thinking we should visit the Judo practice room," he suggested. 225Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5QV5beVG61
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Foze agreed, and they made their way to the gymnasium. As they chatted and laughed along the way, a sudden impact jostled them, bringing their mirth to an abrupt halt. It was the grumpy senior from their previous lunchtime match, a scowl as bitter as an unripe lime etched on his face.
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"Watch where you're going!" the senior barked, recognition flaring in his eyes as they landed on Inn and Foze. "If it isn't the pretty basketball boy."
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"We're sorry," Inn quickly apologized, attempting to guide Foze away from the potential conflict. But the quartet of seniors encircled them, their intentions apparent.
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"Hold it, where do you think you're going?" One of them sneered, blocking their path. Inn's patience was wearing thin.
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"What are you doing? Leave us alone. It was just an accident."
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Their taunts continued, growing louder and more malicious. Just as the situation began to spiral, a large shadow fell across the scene, halting the senior's torment. It was P'Pathn, his muscular frame imposing and his gaze commanding.
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"What's happening here?" Pathn's voice was level but held an icy undertone that made the senior's group waver.
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"Back off, Pathn. These punks bumped into me, trying to start a fight," the senior tried to defend himself. Pathn's gaze locked onto Inn,
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"Is this true?"
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"No, it wasn't intentional. We were just trying to pass by," Inn quickly explained. Pathn's steely gaze returned to the senior.
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"You heard them. Now, back off."
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A moment of hesitation flickered across the senior's face, but his defiance quickly faltered under Pathn's unwavering stare. With a final huff, they slunk away, muttering disgruntled insults under their breath. A sigh of relief washed over Inn, and Foze flashed him an appreciative grin.
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"Thanks, P'Pathn," Inn said, still feeling his heart race.
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Pathn shrugged. "No problem. Just be careful. There are always people looking to start trouble."
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Inn nodded, thankful for Pathn's help. Summoning his courage, he confessed,
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"Actually, I came to see you, P'Pathn." Pathn looked at him surprised. "P'Nok told me where to find you."
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Pathn nodded understandingly, "I see. I apologize for not being in touch. My classwork and Judo practice have kept me busy."
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"It's okay, P'Pathn. I understand you're busy," Inn replied, appreciating Pathn's honesty.
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Pathn offered a small smile, "I'll make sure to contact you sometime."
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The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow over their conversation, marking the end of another day filled with music, encounters, and growth for Inn and Foze.
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