When you control music, every note is a weapon.
Most girls don’t think twice about singing along with their favorite song on the radio. Not me. I hum once and it zombifies the hottest guy in school.
The Pied Piper was real and I am his descendant. Music is my curse. If I don’t master the song inside myself, it will overpower me, and if that happens…
Let’s put it this way: the last piper to lose control led a town-full of children to a river and started the plague.
Welcome to my life.
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