Page 37 of Stalker Daddy

“That was cool!”His eyes are bright and curious as he grins.A gap between his teeth brings a really wide grin on Fia’s face as she shakes hands with the young boy.

“Yeah?”she hums.“It’s the first piece everyone learned when they started their sessions.”

“Can I learn that, too?”the boy practically screams.

Fia glances at the parents as she waits for them to answer for him because she doesn't want to overstep and say “yes” to him when she doesn’t even know who is here to enroll.

“Y-yes!”the mother laughs bashfully.“My son has always wanted to play the violin after he saw you on TV, and we would like to enroll him in your beginner lessons.”

She gasps.“Of course, we welcome everyone here!”

The father nods and ruffles the boy’s hair.“This is not something you can stop once you start.This is your last chance, and if you think that this is just a game for you, then it will be over.No more half-baked efforts.It’s all or nothing.”

The boy slaps the father’s hand away and scowls.“Dad!I really want to do this!Icando this!”

One look at the boy and Fia already knows that she wants to have this child in her classes.As I have said before, she has a weak spot for those who are determined to learn the beauty of music.

“Alright,” the father and the mother say as a fond smile comes onto their lips.

The boy pumps his fist into the air with an exclaim of happiness while the students around him all welcome him into the massive family.

“Mrs.Nash.”The father straightens his suit and comes closer to Fia.His wife is attached to his side while they leave their son to make a commotion in the back with his new friends.

“I would like to donate money for an expansion of this amazing thing that you’re doing.”The father chuckles and sighs.

“I had my doubts when my son wanted to come here because he had always been a troublesome child but seeing him make friends the moment he came here is an eye-opener.”

Fia tilts her head in bewilderment.“I don’t understand.”

“Our son,” the father begins as he looks at his wife.“He has trouble making friends, and it’s why he takes upon so many hobbies, but they never hold his interest for longer than two weeks.”

The mother solemnly sighs.“When we heard that he wanted to play the violin, we thought it was another one of his half-hearted interests until it lasted for over two months.He was adamant that he wanted to be a student of yours, Mrs.Fia.”

Fia nods with consideration.“I will take very good care of your son.”

“Please know that our donation is not bribery for you to keep our son in line, we truly want to gift that money to you for the hard work you have put into the community.”

The father politely shakes hands with Fia again.

Huh.I guess I had misjudged the man.I originally had thought of him as another one of those rich assholes without a care for the world, but he did prove me wrong for now.

“We will have his violin and his attendance on time for his lesson tomorrow.”The mother waves her child over, and he barrels between their legs with glee.

He asks them if he can start right now, but they manage to calm him down before anything too dramatic happens.The son sulks for a moment before rebounding with a cheeky grin.

“What was that song?I’m going to learn it and beat all of you!”the boy challenges his new friends who peel their lips back with a correspondingly daring grin.

“That’s a secret until your first lesson,” Fia says as she waves a finger.

“We do it for Mrs.Fia’s baby!”one of the students proudly exclaims with her nose stuck in the air.

“This piece has soothing notes, so the baby isn’t too stimulated,” Fia explains to the parents.“It wasn’t always the first piece our students learn, but once they knew that I was with my first child, they wanted to make sure to know one peaceful piece so they can help me when I’m overwhelmed.”

The mother is stunned.“Your students must treat you like a goddess.”

The humbleness in Fia seeps through.“Oh, no, no.Everyone is treated as equal, and this piece of music can be used to calm those students who get stressed easily.”

The father clears his throat.“We must excuse ourselves.We will be sure to get our son into your care tomorrow.”

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