"This is stupid! I'm useless..." Sana pouts, she slams her hand down on the grand piano keys causing the room to fill with a sad trumble of hopelessness. Minhyun laughs beside her and she turns to glare directly at him, "It's not funny, I can't do anything right. I don't even know why I'm here, it's not like I'm good at anything." “What are you talking about? You’re good at a lot of things,” he replies. “Oh yeah? Like what? I can't play the guitar or the piano like you. I'm not as good a dancer as Momo or as good a singer as Jihyo. All I know how to do is mess everything up.” “Well,” Minhyun looks her straight in the eyes, “You're good at making people laugh." "Really? That's not a talent." Sana grumbles and she stands, walking over to the small desk and rifling through papers of all the songs she hasn't managed  to learn. Minhyun laughs, "No but it is a gift. You're able to lift people's spirits when they're down and more amazing is your ability to make people smile even when you're having a horrible day." "I guess..." She turns around to face him, leaning back into the desk top and crossing her arms. "You're horrible when it comes to keeping secrets but you're a good listener and a good friend. And I've seen most of your sketches you do for art studies and they're amazing." "But none of those things are going to help me learn how to play an instrument for our competition- which I add is only a month away! I could ruin this for everyone." Minhyun his lips