the director is hot.

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Thinking back on auditions, John wasn't sure what compelled him to take this Orchestra class. Perhaps he just had it too easy when he tried out. The piece was simple enough and the scales are something he's been doing for nine or so years. Maybe it was the fact that he and Rose are best friends and they really needed a pianist in the Orchestra and John why don't you join Orchestra with Rose.

Whatever happened, he's here now and expects some crotchety old guy to come out and do his old man thing. That's usually what Orchestra directors are save for the few he knows of that are in their mid to late thirties. Years of refined experience and knowledge to the ends of the earth. It would be nothing new, really.

He shuffles through his books, picking the piece out that was written on the board. He was going to run through this while he waited for class to start, and slowly play the measures that have been giving him trouble ever since he received the music.

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[rememberstime]

Rose isn't actually there yet. Surprising since Rose is always the ridiculously punctual type. She would have been there first, usually.

The mystery of her whereabouts is revealed pretty soon as she enters through the door. It's the man next to her that is ore surprising. He's obviously too old to be a student here. But he's not some crotchety, old man either. Rose shuffles off to her seat and the man? He walks to the front, dropping his bag against the wall.

There's a lot of whispering going around amongst all the student (mainly the girls, let's be honest) before he clears his throat and waits for everyone to go quiet. "Dave Strider. You can just call me Dave and no, I don't actually encourage being called Mr. Strider. Mr. Strider is for old people who care too much about youngins respecting their elder or some other hullabaloo I don't care for. I'll be your director as we get through the concert season and hopefully the school won't want to fire me within the next month screaming heathen."

He's not what you probably expect. Faded out skinny jeans and band t-shirt. He's got aviators perched on his face on his face and old, worn out converses on his feet. He looks a lot of what you'd expect from a college kid, but he must have graduated a bit ago if he's teaching now.