AXOSFK

"How can you tell a person what you feel about that person if you can't muster any strength to swallow your pride just to say what you want to say?"

That was the question Vin Santos kept asking himself. Still he wasn’t sure on how to do that. He never experienced that feeling before. Since that start of high school, he always got caught up in different criminal cases. But on the last year of high school, things would change. 

He never thought he'd be off track. He can't sing when he want to. He became deaf and is now having a hard time following the beat. The tunes and lyrics are now disconnected. He can't remember the songs he sung, and he realized “I’ve lost my music”.

Lost My Music

Grey stopped us playing our instruments, and we all know why. Someone's out of beat, but no one wants to take the blame. Only Grey can tell who's out of beat, he has this skill, I think it's called perfect pitch or something.

He carefully eyed us one by one and pointed his finger.

"Vin, you were half a second offbeat. You need to follow Ice's drum beat or else you'll be off beat." Grey said.

Vin never once fell out of beat, except today. Maybe something's bothering him. His face this past few days was like imbued with sadness permanently. Sometimes he'll just look outside the window or sleep while in class. Maybe that was because of the cases he handles with the police. He almost always turns down our invitations to play computer games or basketball.

Special Chapter XIII: Déjà vu