[A/N: Gonna keep this short. If I try to describe the whole piece, it'll probably take up around 1 to 2 chapters.]
After playing around with Amelia for a while, annoying her by quite a bit, Keith sat down on the log and rested his hands on the piano before closing his eyes. Then, he waited for a few seconds before he started to play the Concerto no.21.
He didn't play the entire piece and ended the whole thing in just eight minutes before getting up from his seat. He looked at others who were staring at him and said, "That's it for now. I don't want to play this for thirty whole minutes, not when I'm hungry."
Just like Seraphelle had said, not everyone had the same tastes and understanding of music. Everyone's perception and intake of music was different had a spectrum of various levels. A great example was his team itself as it was split into three groups at the moment.
