Unreachable Melodies: Love and Regrets in the Band

sic superstar, and I turn

ring from ten years ago, asking me to sin

kept ringing

quickly opened the door and pulled him inside at lightning spee

ably no stranger relationship between a manager and

cooperation was seamless, always

tion party over

, leaned against the door. "No

f, but I was too e

of pajamas, and tossed them to him. "Go tak

ch up on sleep. I've been busy with your concert lately, and

ffled, "Why don't you

ked up to him, smiled, and puffe

of my head to his chest.

moved my hips. "

ich entertainment company boss would be crazy enough to promote

pleased. "You don't have to

ust the

did he want? Came over at two in th

he end of the year, during the final stop o

th an unspoken sadness turned me into a porcupine, raising my voice to lash out, "No more

hing and unclenching, the air between

nd tour, I'm leav

p but smile bitterly. So, you

nd of our jour

ep on the sofa. You go get some rest." He explained, grabbing t

giving up, pulling back the covers, and resigning myself to getting up. I fumbled

adily, with half the blanket on the floor. Thi

d covered him wi

se to his chest. I delicately separated his fingers and pla

were carefree, arms around eac

were the most in

treetlight ahead. One stood tall and straight like a pine or bamboo, exuding a cold aura. The other, slig

hand to me, a smile playing on his

s, "Look! It's our school's

y're so h

both so h

ghing, giving Ruben's outstretched hand a

y confused by my train of thought. H

y coughed b

ain his composure and steer the conversation

l then, should

roommate along and

led from behind,

actice room tomorr

oom, finding it empty. I didn't mind, picking up

under the streetlight flashed, al

ene into a melody, humming som

pretty

lity. I looked up and met Ruben's eyes. He quickly a

had just used to knock and giving him a pat. "Sh

e, "Was that piece y

y head. How was it? Not bad,

you think?" He nudged

to the piano, sat down, and after

his?" H

and Ruben's whistle so

hat melody. A week later, Ruben picked up the guitar, played the final rhythm, an

kindred spirits. The three of us spent more and more time in

had begun to intertwin