TST
The whole class turned around to look at Leo who limped, holding his left forearm with his right palm.
“Music is the moral law,” Leo sat with his teammates, “That’s the law left by the tree”
Professor Lucy narrowed her eyes, “how?”
“Goddess of war, Athena planted a lover of wisdom and that is a philosopher.” Leo gasped, “Athenian philosopher born in 428 B.C and died in 348 B.C is Plato.
“He was taught by Socrates, the father of ethics”
The whole class remained hushed while Prof Lucy thumbed her notebook. What if I'm wrong? Why isn't a professor saying anything? His lips were trembling and he could feel his stomach burning.
“Can you state the law?”
Leo stood, “Music is a moral law. It gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, a charm to sadness, and life to everything. It is the essence of order and leads to all that is good, just and beautiful, of which it is the invisible, but nevertheless dazzling, passionate, and eternal form”
Prof Lucy cleared her throat and the class was hushed, “EXCELLENT!!”
The class busted with thundering ovations.
"This assignment aimed to kindle cooperation” Prof Lucy shouted and the class went silent, “and important enough to attest you that you are taking the right course.
Music would never make the traditional list of basic human needs… food, shelter, and clothing. But just see how long you could get along without it.”
When the professor left, Leo became the talk of the city. After a while, everyone left the class except Leo who was staring at his left forearm.
“You are bleeding!” Isla said
“Ah!! You startled me!” Leo hid his forearm, “I’m fine”
Isla rushed and pulled Leo's left arm, "Is this what you call fine?”
“It will be fine, that’s what I meant”
“Got away from the hospital, didn’t you?”
“Isla I─”
“It’s alright” Isla looked at his sore, “I have bandages in my room. I can dress it, let’s go.”
Isla started moving but Leo held her wrist and pulled her back. Their faces being few inches apart, the two stared at each other.
“Isla…” Leo mumbled
“Leo!”
“About the kiss last time…”
Isla could feel Leo’s breath on her face.
“Should I ask for forgiveness or confess my love?”