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Since I first play the violin, I become more happy. I loved violin. Until I joined his orchestra. *** A cellphone novel. Cover by @-canaeris

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by HelenaVWG

by HelenaVWG

The teacher still the same.

I hate him.
I hate him for making me hate violin.

He's supposed to have nothing to do with my hate for violin,
but as long as he's the teacher, I don't have the motivation to play.

Seriously.

And that person is still the teacher of the junior division of the orchestra until this very moment.