> Picture of Violet Andrews <

My eyes watch boringly at the group of people in front of me. After escaping Arions yesterday, I was then stopped by Mr Edison as he reports a message from the producer. It seems like since I did the English part in our performance, he also wants me to fill in for the English part for this song. So, it also means, I have to meet with both the groups separately and talk about the song I composed and their lines. I did finish creating the melody, it's just that I need to add lyrics. And lyrics aren't that easy to create as they need to have meaning and connect with each other.

Sighing, I continue to watch the representatives singing - Russian, Polish, Hebrew, Japanese, Chinese, Hindi, Portuguese, and Italian as they bicker with each other or doing their own things. I rather not be in the middle of this as it'll just cause me frustration.

Time continues to pass with them arguing while I try to create lyrics, my patient finally runs out as I slam my palms onto the table loudly getting everyone's attention. My hair bangs was covering my face as an angry and annoyed aura slowly oozes out of me. When I look up glaring at them all with my cold eyes, they all flinch.

"If you're going to fight, then get the hell out cause unlike you people, I didn't volunteer for this. So if you're not going to give me a room of peace for me to write the lyrics, get out." I growl getting all of them to sit in their chairs politely while nodding frantically.

Finally getting their attention and silence, I sit back down while taking the scattered papers and placing them back together. Looking over the music, I imagine the melody in my head. Without me knowing, I was humming the melody as I bob my head along. My hand was starting to write lyrics to it as I begin to get more into the song by the minute and forgetting there were people in the room. But I continue to ignore them as I get more sucked into the melody.

// Third Person POV //

Different colours of eyes watch the girl as she continues to bob her head along with her soft humming. They pay so much attention to her as they get drawn into her talent and beauty of her composing.

It's amazing how in a matter of seconds, she could create lyrics. Like back when she had to start creating the melody.

Awe was all that filled the room as they watch the girl stop humming and smile brightly at her work before looking up towards them. In instinct, they turn away as they pretend they weren't staring at her. She tilts her head to the side before shrugging and placing the music sheets down before smiling at them.

"Thanks for your silence. Now, we're done our meeting." She ends getting confused faces as replies.

"What do you mean? Don't you need to translate the lyrics?" The Chinese representative, a girl, Chi Cho asks.

// Octave's POV //

"I already wrote the lyrics in our languages. How else can I understand you guys right now?"

In disbelief, they finally realize that they have been talking in their own language as I've been talking in theirs too.

This. Is. Just. Fantastic.

Their shouts fill the whole room as I just let a sigh escape.

"Anyways," I flip my hair back, before handing them all copies of the music, "we'll practice this after you guys practice by yourself for a few days. Then we'll all work together for the rest of the days. Okay?"

I get nods back which earns me to smile before pushing myself away from the table, "Then let's get started, shall we?"

Nods once again before they all exit the room as I grab ahold of the other version of the song. Before the other group comes in, I stop them by blocking the doorway.

"No need to discuss. Here." I hand them all each a copy before wandering away from the shocked crowd, "If you have problems, find me."

Mission completed.

~~~~~

I sigh as I watch the clouds pass by in the sky, it was calming and beautiful. Leaning back on the bench outside the building, I continue to hum the melody of the song.

"So this is where you have been all this time." A familiar voice speaks getting me to find a familiar boy appearing.

"Sung Gun." I reply back as he starts walking towards me.

As he sits down on the spot beside me, he also looks up to the sky, "So how's the project going?"

I just sigh in response, "Can't say exactly. But I did finish the music. All we have to do it be able to sing it all together. And hope the lyrics are good."

"Lyrics? What do they say?" He asks with curiously wanting to know.

I smirk, "It's for me to know and you to find out. Soon."

"So you're not going to tell me no matter what?" He raises an eyebrow smirking slightly.

"Nope!" I pop the 'p' getting him to smirk more.

"You better keep your words cause - " he suddenly tackles me getting me to lean back on the bench.

Grabbing the back side of the bench to support me, my hand slips as I land on the seat of the bench with Sung Gun hovering over me. Our eyes are wide as we both stare at each other. Slowly, he starts to lean towards me as I look confusingly at him.

"Ahem."

He freezes as I flinch, we both look towards the side to find Arions standing there with his arms crossed.

"Please get off her, Sung Gun." He nearly growls with a glare getting Sung Gun to glare back but obeys.

As he moves up and away from me, I also move up as I sit properly on the bench.

"What's up, Arions?" I ask as if nothing happened.

"MrbEdison is looking for you. It seems like he wants to talk about this project. He's at the main lobby right now." Arions reports getting me to nod before standing up.

"Okay thanks. I should go now. Bye guys." I smile before waving off as I jog back to the building.

"Bye." They reply back.

And right before I couldn't hear them anymore, I hear Arions say, "We have to talk, Sung Gun."