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Defensive judgmental prick. Defensive judgmental prick. Closed off, selective-hearing, negative, snobby - raise your brow again, I be so sure your eyebrow needs the work out - unsympathetic jerk. How come all you did was going with leapin' all over me when all I wanted was to find someone, someone who, just someone who would talk about this and - judge me, go ahead. I've been judged for years. Just the fat girl, that I'd be. All I ever been my whole life was a doormat. All I ever wanted was to be liked, and -

He doesn't know me at all, she realised, trying to console the hurt feelings as she found an empty classroom and transfigured her piano, not bothering to close the door as she quickly sat at it and absently played an arpeggio in A major shifting to A minor and then E minor before transitioning to the Moonlight Sonata within the span of a minute. The song Mozart wrote for his pupil, Giulietta Guicciardi, the one true love of his life - the love he yearned for and never got. The song was full of want, in C-sharp-minor, an odd key, violating every rule of the traditional sonata.

He doesn't know me. And I suppose he never will, she thought, pressing harder against the keys and waiting for the music to sweep over her like the wind. Waiting, waiting.