A/n: I hope you like my book!

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Watari Ryota POV:

After all of that talk, I finally told Tsubaki that we need to work and she can go home already.

She tried to refuse but since I asked her to look on Kousei's schedule on my tablet, she finally left.

"Are you finished answering your assignments?" I asked him after Tsubaki left.

Kousei stiffened. "I'm rushing to finish them. I know that I should be in Tokyo University at eight a.m to pass them and to get my last exams for this year."

"Would you really plan to make a concert for the least most popular artists of Arima Music Records?" I asked him.

"I'll be playing the piano. I actually plan to produce my own concert. They're the guests, not me. I would want to play the piano with them so I can also use my own concert to promote them," he answered me. 

"You got that from your meeting along with your fellow Chief Executives, then?" I asked. 

"Well... um... yes. I did. I got it when I was in the meeting," he answered me as he was looking through a document until he frowned. 

"What's wrong?" I quickly asked him.

I quickly went beside him and I was shocked. The document was actually about one of our artists. He's looking through their profiles. 

"Isn't that Kitamura Eiji? A balladeer?" I told him. 

He flipped another profile. Now, it's about a young, pop singer. She's half-Japanese and her name is Motto Aika. She mostly do love songs. She does have a British blood. 

Then, another singer. "Her name is Daichi Josephine. She's also a balladeer."

"I read their profiles. They're the least popular artists of Arima Music Records. I want you to call their managers. Set up a meeting. I have to go somewhere," he told me which surprised me. 

"Wait. Where are you going?" I quickly asked him. 

"School. Today's the Final Examination day for this school year. They asked me to go there," her said to me as he leave his room.

"What will I say if they ever ask where you are?" I asked him.

He had already opened his door and replied to me, "Just tell them that I'm doing something important."

He closed the door and smiled. I guess, he's happy. I could really see that he had changed a lot from the days he was struggling many years ago. I do feel like a different soul was resurrected after he had his coma. 

I should be glad about it but I could always feel that Tsubaki doesn't seem to communicate well and interact with him anymore which worries me. 

What should I do to make them renew their friendship?

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Arima Kousei POV: 

I quickly went at the basement to go and drive my car when I suddenly saw something strange.

Two foreigners seemed to be talking together in a language I am not acquainted to. I think it could be Spanish or French. I wonder what they are doing down in our basement.

I watched them secretly inside my car until they stared at my car. Of course, I quickly hid from them. 

I stared back at them and noticed they already vanished from where they are sitting. 

Those two foreigners were very fair and both of them were wearing black. I sighed deep and finally, I decided to leave.

Whatever they are doing, I can't care about it any longer. 

I quickly arrived in the university a few minutes later. I parked under a tree and went straight in the exam room. 

I found the exam room a bit full already. I decided to wear black glasses and a white mask for a while, so that no one could recognize me quickly.

I sat at the very back for the other students not to recognize me. 

I am practically jealous of them...

I wished I could just walk on the corridors normally like them but I know that it's impossible. 

Finally, after a few minutes, I took off the mask and changed the black glasses to my normal, graded glasses. Our teacher who'd give us the test arrived already.

I could recognize that he's my online educator after I saw him. 

I tried to keep hiding myself at the back even if the room's a bit small and could fit thirty people but I couldn't hide myself any longer after he introduced himself to us. 

"I'm Arakawa Ikeda, the proctor here. Also, we do have a guest today who would also take the exams here. He's taking his classes via online as requested by his family. Can you stand up, CEO William 'Kousei' Arima?" he spoke up. 

I can't believe he called me. Did he know that I was trying to hide myself? 

They all tried to look who it was until a green-haired girl stared at me. She pointed her right arm and she smiled so much. I could hear everyone's murmurs, too. 

'An Arima?'

'Why is he still taking Business Administration if he's a CEO already?'

'I wish I could just be like him.'

I stood up after hearing enough murmurs and whispers. Silence began to scatter and all eyes were on me.

"You did it on purpose, did you?" I asked him.

He went beside me and smiled. "Yes. I looked over the window and you seemed uncomfortable. Don't forget to socialize yourself with them. As much as it is, they're still your batch mates even you are taking this course differently than them and we grade you differently. You can now sit down."

I sat down finally.

Slowly, there were people glaring, staring and looking at me with all different expressions.

I just couldn't believe that I'm experiencing this.

I never experienced this kind of school life in Cambridge!

After he explained that we'll be taking three sets of tests, I took my black ballpen from my pocket. I breathed deeply after seeing that pen I do have was actually the pen I use to sign different deals and contracts. My father asked me to use it only for important files. 

I smiled a little. 

Isn't my test an important file, too?

When the go signal to answer the test finally began, I quickly answered them slowly and carefully.

I'm lucky that the questionnaire was actually more as a Multiple Choice Test that made it easier to answer. 

Hours later, the exam finally ended.

I passed it to him and told me, "Your other teachers will grade you through your reports. Just schedule anytime you want or do anything you think is appropriate."

"I just wish I pass this course. I never dreamed to be a business man. I'm a mere pianist. Even though I say that, I am an Arima. I can't escape who I am," I told him. 

"You're going back to your office already?" he asked me as some other students pass down their tests. 

"Yes. I have a lot more to do. I'm planning to make my debut concert here in Japan. My debut concert was destroyed when I had coma," I answered him. "I'll invite you."

"Well, that sounds good. Um... Kousei-san," he called me. 

I laughed at his honorific. "Just call me the way you call your students. I am a student of yours even if I am a CEO."

He finally looked at me and gestured me out of the room and guided me somewhere private.

"What is it?" I asked. 

"I have a favor to ask you. Can you try to get three people as an intern in Arima Music Company?"

"Intern?" I asked. "Who?"

"Well, three third year students. They're really good," he promised me. 

"You know that I can't compromise my promise to my father. I can't just accept anyone. If they want to intern in my company, tell them to go through an interview with my mentor, Chief Director Thomas Jones, me and the Human Resources head. They'll be having the interview in my office," I answered him.

"Thank you," he smiled and left afterwards but before I got outside the school, I knew that it was possible that there will be people who would recognize me. 

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A/n: I hope you like it!

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