Lawrence was the worst student Miranda had ever taught, without exception.
After a whole week of lessons, Lawrence had only memorized the musical stave and piano keys. He still couldn't learn the finger techniques and skills.
The sound of the piano intermittently fills the room.
Lawrence furrowed his brows, his body tense and his fingers playing mechanically. To an outsider, it was difficult to tell he was playing Für Elise.
Miranda considered herself a very patient teacher, but Lawrence was incredibly difficult to teach.
"Mr. Dawson, are you a puppet? Or a zombie from a horror movie?"
With his fingers so stiff, Miranda couldn't think of a more gentle comparison.
Hearing Miranda's teasing, Lawrence stopped playing the piano. He wasn't angry; he just curled his lips into a cold smirk
