𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿|𝗜.𝗦𝗲𝗶𝘀𝗵𝘂

𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

"Seishu, do you play any instruments?" The girl asked as they were sitting in her living rooms floor playing with beads. Yes beads.

"I do actually, the violin." The male replied.

"Really?! I play the piano!" The girl exclained as she set aside what she was doing.

"Come with me." The girl said as she grabbed the blonde teens wrist and dragged him infront of a room.

"Ta-da!" The female exclaimed as she opened the door which revealed a music room with a piano and other instruments.

"A music room?" Seishu asked as they stepped in the room. He scanned the objects there were trop
hies, medals, certificates, instrumnets, books, and music sheets.

She smiled to herself.
"Yeah, pretty cute isn't it?" She asked as she leaned over her shoulder to look at the male.

"Do you still know how to play?" She asked as the male nodded.

She grabbed a violin case that was inthe corner of the room.

Seishu was handed the violin.
"That was my violin. I played before, didn't really continue it." The girl commented as she sat on the chair of the piano.

"You want me to play?" He asked as he opened the case of the instrument.

"Mhm. Gotta hear you play atleast once before I die." said the girl.

"You aren't gonna die stupid. But sure I guess. I'm not great at playing but I'll try my best." Said the male as he placed the violin on his neck and positioned the bow.

Vivaldi's Winter, Movement 1

Is what he played. The sounds of the violin playing were heard throughout the room. He was concentrated on how he played. But she was concentrated at him.

He seemed so majestic playing an instrument. It was as if he was gods favorite.

His finger were swift yet graceful handling the instrument. They were in their own little world again.

She loved it. She loved every aspect of it. Was she perhaps inlove? She asked herself.

"Sorry, I haven't played in a while." Seishu apologized as he finished playing as the girl looked at him dumbfounded.

"What?" He asked.

"Stop being so humble Shu." The girl said as she kicked the male in his foot.

"You call that 'I'm not great at playing?' Stop being so humble." The girl said as she looked at him like he was stupid he's not stupid.

"I'm not. Your turn." said the male.

"My turn?" She asked as she was taken by suprise of what he said.

"I played the violin so you play the piano." He said as he pointed at the instrument behind the girl.

"Oh, sure then." [name] agreed as she faced the instrument and opened the cover(?) and took of the velvet cover underneath it.

"You played Vivaldi's Winter, Movement 1 right?" The girl asked as she faced the blonde male.

"Mhm." He nodded.

"Well then, you have to guess what I'm playing too."

"Sure."

Kreislers Love's Sorrow

The way her hands pressed the keys swiftly yet elegantly. The way she looked like rather than concentrating she was just having fun with it. The way the rays of the sun hit her face.

He was inlove. He knew it. Never in his 15 years of existence he thought he would ever fall inlove. Until he met her.

"And done!" She exclaimed as she finished the piano piece.

"The answer kind sir?" She asked as she pointed to the male shifting in her seat.

"Kreislers Love's Sorrow." He answered.

"Ding Ding Ding! You got it! To be honest I always play this piece." said the girl.

"Why?"

"To get used to sorrow."

[A/n: ew I was half asleep again]