Shimmering Symphonies

Chapter 3:Departing Miyai

*Timeskip into September,Kiyomi is leaving to Helsinki*
Narrator

The last few months were just a blur for Kiyomi. School formalities, goodbyes and preparation engulfed her life like never before. Summer departed along with sakura petals, and the mellow autumn started to settle in Tokyo-an autumn that Kiyomi had always loved, but this time all she felt was a bittersweet nostalgia.

On the much-anticipated day, Kiyomi bid goodbye to her small but snug cottage, her eyes welling up at the thought of what lay ahead. Her family stood by her like the rock-solid anchors they always were, comforting her with their smiles, yet their eyes reflecting their own apprehensions and pride.

Moving through the usually bustling streets of Tokyo felt eerily quiet, the city itself seeming to understand Kiyomi's mixed feelings. Sakura's bakery offered a heart-shaped cherry pie as a farewell gift, a sweet gesture that moved Kiyomi to tears.

The private jet the academy arranged for her marked the downright surreal character of her journey. It was a stark contrast to her modest lifestyle. Smooth leather seats, delicate pastries, and an ambiance that lived up to the prestige of the Sibelius School of Symphony awaited her inside.

As the private jet motored for take-off, Kiyomi sat by the window, looking out for the last time at the city that had shaped her. For the last time at the skyline that held the stars of her dreams.As they took off,Kiyomi pressed her forehead against the cold window of the jet.Japan had already shrunk to a cluster of twinkling lights, each a dim distant memory of those she left behind. A surge of emotions raced through her veins. Her heart pounded loudly in her chest as she looked down at her familiar world, her life changed irrevocably.

Mr. Satou, who had accompanied her on the journey, assured her, "Miss Aizawa, your talent deserves the universe, and this is just the start. Your gift has power, and what you do with it will inspire many. Let go of your fears and embrace the opportunities that come your way."

His words, meant to inspire, did refract some light onto her gloomy thoughts. She felt a renewed vigor seeping into her. Wiping away her tears, she offered the Tokyo skyline a firm nod, making an unspoken promise to return someday with triumph and tales of success.

The jet plowed through the cloud banks, leaving behind the familiarity of Japan. Kiyomi glanced at the letter sitting on her lap, her fingers tracing over the embossed crest of her new school. The Sibelius School of Symphony; the words echoed inside her mind representing a dream that was now a reality.

Feeling spent, she gave in to the lulling rhythm of the engine as it hummed softly into the night, reassuringly taking her closer to her new life.A student in Sibelius School of Symphony...