[IMAGINE] Youre staying late after school to practice your piano skills. Youd like to do this at home but the acoustics of your schools grand hall are just too good to pass up! You have a deal with the janitor that as long as you clean up after yourself and help pay for the pianos maintenance, you can stay and play as long as you like after classes end. You wave to the janitor as you walk into the main building. Good afternoon sir! -Good afternoon dear. Im sorry to say but someone else had the same idea as you and is now playing the piano already! Maybe you can talk to him and figure out a schedule or a joined practice. I tried telling him but he insisted on talking to you himself. Oh, okay.. Thank you, Ill try! Him? You think to yourself. Are there any guys that play the piano well enough here to appreciate the one we have? You walk upstairs to the grand hall and beautiful piano music reaches your ears. You can hear that hes self-taught from his strange technique, and get more and more curious as to who it is. You walk onto the stage to see a timid looking, lanky guy behind the piano with silky dark hair and beautifully sculpted features. Its your upper-clasman Yixing! He graduated when you were a freshman but you never forgot how he played during every open mic night or talent show the school had to offer. He stops playing when he sees you walking in. Ehm... Hi you manage to say. -Hi.. Im sorry that I stole your practice time. I dont get much time off but love this old piano and hall too much not to visit when Im here. Oh.. Thats ok.. Will you be here long? Ill just wait for you to finish then. -Aww dont be like that.. Hey, arent you that girl who played the first movement of the Moonlight sonata a few years ago? You must be a senior now. You played so beautifully, I wonder how your talents developed? Taken aback you just stare at him in silence. He remembers me? ...Yes thats me. I added the second and third movement the year after you left. I dont think Im as talented as you though.. I really need my teachers help in order to do well -Do you know any quatre-mains? We can play together and find out who truly is more talented. Although I think youll kick my butt He says, smiling brightly. Your heart melts at this pure-hearted request. He scoots over on the bench and you shyly take the seat next to him. You feel the warmth of his hip against yours and even though its nice, you dont know how to react to his closeness. -Its alright, He says assuringly, patting your arm. You start and Ill follow. I wont bite I swear! You start playing and he soon joins in. You sit there for hours, playing together in musical bliss. A few days later you get a text message. Hiya talented, I cant wait to play with you again. Maybe next time you can come to my practice room and teach me some more! I got you a thank you gift for last time, I hope it has arrived safely~ The doorbell rings and a delivery guy stands there with a giant bouquet of roses in all different colours. It has a cute card on it, so you open it and read I hope this isnt too much, I saw them and they looked just as beautiful as your face when you were playing... I hope youll grand me another look soon :) Love, Yixing -Anna P.S. I know it turned out a bit long T__T Couldnt stop writing!
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 11:31:16 +0000