momo's family is and always has been extremely rich. being invited to fancy parties, drinking expensive tea, attending music performances. none of this was out of the ordinary for her or her family. so, when they went out to enjoy a piano concert to...
another day, another one of these boring fancy events we go to. don't get me wrong, i love my family. so much, but these events get repetitive and boring. today is another piano performance, just like the one we attended last week. i sighed as we sat down in our designated seats.
"ah, such a lovely auditorium, wouldn't you say, momo?"
"yes mom, it's beautiful" i said as i looked down at my dress. i'm getting bored of this already. i decided to take a look at the program for tonight's performance. i let my eyes wonder down the list, carefully looking at the pianists' names and ages. my eyes stopped when i noticed one name in particular.
(y/n)(l/n)................................................. 15 ~ Waltz in B Minor; Op.69, No.2 - Frédéric Chopin
"wow so young" i whispered to myself. i leaned back into my chair with my hands in my lap, waiting for the curtains to open and the lights to appear onto the stage. not to my surprise, such things happened. the curtains opened and the lights turned on, revealing a large grand piano right in the middle of the stage. the first pianist walked up to the piano, did an introduction, and proceeded to sit down in the chair facing the piano. he played his song, nothing more than keys of a piano being hit. there wasn't anything behind it. the only way i can explain it is that the pianist was like a robot.
i watched the rest of the pianists perform their songs. some good, others not so much, at least to my ears. they all definitely sounded like piano, yet were lacking something within their music. i couldn't quite pinpoint what was missing though. i let the thought leave my brain as i sighed. when will this be over? the crowd applauded the pianist leaving the stage. i closed my eyes, waiting for the next pianist to play their song so that we could leave.
i opened my eyes and looked up, revealing what may be the most beautiful sight i've seen in awhile. the next pianist was this girl, wearing a long black velvety dress. she had (h/l)(h/c) hair that perfectly matched her ethereal face. i couldn't help but stare in aw as she bowed and sat facing the piano. suddenly i was wide awake, and eager to hear what this angel from the heavens was about to play.
♫ waltz in b minor - chopin♫
i stared intently as her fingers lightly started pressing the keys of the grand piano. her touch seemed so gentle, yet so powerful. i watched as the pianist closed her eyes, leaning into her touch on the piano. i was sitting relatively close, and i noticed a faint smile on her lips as her fingers caressed the keys. something about her sound sounded.... different. it sounded beautiful. i understand now. i can finally tell what other musicians were lacking. they were lacking emotion, passion, and empathy for the beloved keys beneath their fingers. i watched the rest of the performance, not able to keep my eyes off of the beautiful angel in front of me.
and to my dismay, her performance had finally came to its end. i watched as her fingers lightly tapped out the last few notes, there being a short pause, and then a crowd of applause. the pianist stood up from her chair, and that was when i saw. i saw a tear stream down her face as she smiled and waved to the audience applauding her. she walked off, leaving me with a stunned face. i shook myself out of the daze, informing my mom that i would be going to the restroom, making sure to bring my phone along.
i dragged my long dress up the stairs, frantically looking around the auditorium trying to find out where the pianists were being held. i gasped when i found the door with the sign reading,
BACKSTAGE. PIANISTS ONLY!
i ignored the sign, pushing the door open and looking around for the mystery pianist. my eyes widened as they landed on her. (y/n)(l/n) was right in front of her. what should i say? will she think i'm weird? what am i kidding, i just barged in here unannounced of course she would think i'm weird! i was pulled out of my thought as a gentle hand was placed on my shoulder.
"um, ma'am, are you okay?"
i looked up at the person of which the hand belonged to. (y/n). as soon as i recognized her face, a blush creeped up to my cheeks.
"i-i y-yes i'm okay! just a little lost, hah!" oh my god what am i supposed to do this is so embarassing.
"are you sure? it looks like you came in for a reason.... are you looking for someone?"i took a minute to catch my breath. i sighed.
"actually, i-i came back here looking for you" she seemed flustered in that very moment, as she stepped away from me giving a little space to introduce herself.
"oh, okay than. i-i'm (l/n)(y/n). nice to meet you" she said as she bowed in front of me.
"i'm yaoyorozu momo, nice to meet you as well," i bowed. "honestly, i just really loved your performance, and realized we were the same age so i was kind of wondering-" she took my phone from my hand, and typed in her phone number.
"i'm kind of in a hurry, but text me! it was really nice meeting you, yaoyorozu." she said with a smile and a blush, as she walked away, waving. i couldn't help but stand there with a blush in shock. she really just gave me her number.... and i didn't even have to ask.... i consider this i win for the night. i also walked away, back to my parents. the performances ended, and as we walked out of the auditorium, the scene between me and (y/n)(l/n) played in my head over and over again.
*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･**･゜ﾟ･:.｡..｡.:*･
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AHHHHH SO CUTE!!!! i've had this idea in my head for awhile now, i rly love piano and wanted to share it with the bnha fandom 😇 i am also madly in love with momo yaoyorozu.
