It was Miso's first time coming to the practice room on a rest day. It was two in the afternoon and some members of the band stayed at home while she came here hearing that Lix was here practicing the bass guitar.
Miso had always heard him play the bass perfectly and hardly heard him mess up. She wore her casual white tee and loose khaki pants. Tiptoeing against the vocal/instrumental practice rooms, she heard tiny hints of voices and musical instruments from them.
Tiny sounds of piano, guitar, and voices can be heard from where Miso was standing. The familiarity of the place made her feel at ease. For some reason, the practice room always made her feel that small sense of comfort.
She tried her best to tiptoe and let her eyes see what was in the room but her gaze met an unknown trainee practicing the piano and her singing skills.
