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Smiling happily, Don stops playing, "Yeah, it was always nice to see them. Before I'd sit down at the piano I would look for them, and spot them near the exit. So even if I didn't get to see them much I wasn't sad, just a bit lonely is all. Because of all the practice and recitals I didn't really get to make many friends, and let's just say the other kids that competed didn't really like me." He laughs a bit nervously, a little embarrassed by how his playing abilities made him enemies.

"Oh, I know they are, which is why I get ticked off. When I do see a nice person though I'm not surprised but rather happy. Unfortunately for me because of this issue I have people tend to get scared of me easily, even if they've done nothing wrong. I guess that's what happens when you get violent with bullies." Spacing out while looking at the keys he does Do Re Me on the piano.

"And no, the fight wasn't at a competition, it was at the private school I went to that I also took my piano lessons at." He avoids looking at Vincent's reaction, expect a surprised reaction. "Anyways, I have several different instruments in the practice room back home if you's like to take a look some time."