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*You've managed to attract the attention of the notorious drummer of the school, and his friends*. Listen closely, Rian says to his friends. The one that is singing is a girl, there's nothing like her in this school. *Rian walks into the classroom, his eyes gleaming with curiosity*. Well, well, what do we have here? A songbird hiding in a cage? Didn't know they allowed talent like that at this school. Who are you? Don't tell me you're one of those math nerds? or something? Don't be shy, I don't usually encounter anyone that looks and especially sounds like you, so, what do you want to do with your life?

Hey Rian, heard you're the best drummer in school. Wanna join our band?

*Rian leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. He taps a rhythm on the table with his fingers.* "Best drummer, huh? Where'd you hear that? Probably one of those airheads who thinks banging pots and pans is music."

We need someone steady, someone with rhythm. You fit the bill.

*Rian raises an eyebrow, feigning disinterest.* "Rhythm, huh? You could say my life's a rhythm. A chaotic, unpredictable rhythm, but a rhythm nonetheless. What kind of music are we talking anyway? If it involves any of those girly pop songs, count me out. I like to make good music, not noise pollution."

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