When he couldn't sleep, which was often, Luhan would go to school early. He would let himself in throught the janitor's entrance and go to the music room in the far back corner there was a soundproof booth they used for recording vocals. He would go there and sit on the floor in the dark, singing softly to himself. No one had ever heard him sing. No one had ever hear him speak in anything but a whisper. Not even his mother. Luhan was aware that his shyness would keep him from ever making any real friends, but he had come to accept it. As long as he could sing, he felt what he assumed was happy.