Post by Utaku Hisui on Jan 15, 2018 0:18:24 GMT -5
Utaku Hisui had a thought process for why she scheduled her singing class late in the day.
She suspected most students would have expended their mental or physical energies on earlier classes. The ones that had done so might be inclined to take a class that would be more relaxed, or at least not as strenuous. While it could be very taxing, as evidenced by anyone that ever had to perform even a small concert in an intimate venue, singing could wear the body down. However, as long as she eased the students into doing so at a performance-worthy level, they could find her class to be more restful than a more academic or martial class.
She found the choir room. Hello, old friend.
Doors were closed, except for one. She took a spot near the window, seated so she could see anyone coming in through the open door. There was water nearby, because she figured she or the students would need it.
She had a plan, of course. Even if few students came in of their own accord, she had a plan. She'd sing there, as loud as she could, as far as her voice could carry. The simple hope was that the sound of it would entice a few to come in, see what the class was about. If she could keep even a quarter of the students that came in, it'd be worth the effort.
Tap. Tap. Tap. She was ready. She'd picked something nice and energetic.
ToP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My story begins
When I draw my favorite dream
I can go search for my true self
This street never ends
No matter what day it is, I can overcome them
and move straight ahead
Believe in everyone
I CAN DO IT NOW
C'mon, now put your feelings into singing
C'mon, now put your power into dancing
Whenever, anywhere
Happy! Aim for it, GO☆GO☆GO☆
A smile towards my future
is my courage from the past
Today, look...
"Go for it♪"
She suspected most students would have expended their mental or physical energies on earlier classes. The ones that had done so might be inclined to take a class that would be more relaxed, or at least not as strenuous. While it could be very taxing, as evidenced by anyone that ever had to perform even a small concert in an intimate venue, singing could wear the body down. However, as long as she eased the students into doing so at a performance-worthy level, they could find her class to be more restful than a more academic or martial class.
She found the choir room. Hello, old friend.
Doors were closed, except for one. She took a spot near the window, seated so she could see anyone coming in through the open door. There was water nearby, because she figured she or the students would need it.
She had a plan, of course. Even if few students came in of their own accord, she had a plan. She'd sing there, as loud as she could, as far as her voice could carry. The simple hope was that the sound of it would entice a few to come in, see what the class was about. If she could keep even a quarter of the students that came in, it'd be worth the effort.
Tap. Tap. Tap. She was ready. She'd picked something nice and energetic.
ToP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My story begins
When I draw my favorite dream
I can go search for my true self
This street never ends
No matter what day it is, I can overcome them
and move straight ahead
Believe in everyone
I CAN DO IT NOW
C'mon, now put your feelings into singing
C'mon, now put your power into dancing
Whenever, anywhere
Happy! Aim for it, GO☆GO☆GO☆
A smile towards my future
is my courage from the past
Today, look...
"Go for it♪"
