Symphony Heart

Chapter I: Unwavering Heart

A world run by music, how such a world came to be unknown for quite a while. From the very first sound being formed till the actual expansion of various pieces of music coming to pass, it has become important for all those who aspire to be able to fight for people or provide them with hope for the future. Different people have all sorts of music, as usually only one class of music can be learned by a single person retaining to the region they belong to. Though there are people that don't devote themselves to music and live normally, the power generated by a person's Flow far exceeds any energy found in the modern day, though those who train their Flow to produce more of it carry reasonability to fight against those who wish to tear down the world around them. Though it is unknown what those enemies might be besides the beings of Discord that plague the entire world, it was clear a foundation needed to be shown to prodigies and youngsters that could hone their skills and become beacons of hope for the masses. One of these places which have molded great Melodists and Singers known throughout the land is Conservatory Academy! Our story begins with a 15-year-old transfer student, seemingly getting in based on a recommendation into the school, though it seems that trouble has already found its way into his life!

Maria took a short breath, as she watched the cars from the outside drive by trying to get exactly where they needed to be. All were powered by the users Flow or with the storage of another one that could use it more effectively, as almost no one used gas or plain electricity anymore instead used the power of Flow batteries to power everything. The purple and pink-haired woman heard about a new student coming into class only a week after classes began in Conservatory Academy, simply waiting outside so he could be introduced. Looking at the various students in the class who had parents or relatives that brought them in to either hone their skills as Melodists or lead them down a path most suited to them. All having their quirks and personalities, but all were equally as tiresome in their way due to still being children. Being in her mid 20's she even had a few students hit on her, yet she only showed interest in their development rather than entertaining their erotic dreams.

Quickly looking at the schedule she had and waited for a certain teacher to show up. Though it appeared they were late for the time being, it seemed she would have to introduce the student herself. Clapping their hands all of a sudden while the students spoke amongst themselves, though they seemed to be distracted by the topics of last week. Understanding music given at the current level was tough of course, though some others mostly talked about their weekend and even more so their attraction to girls and boys in the class. However, without warning Maria slammed her palm against their smaller desk and caused a loud BLAM!

"Alright now students! You're going to be having a new classmate joining you today, I want all of you to be on your best behavior now since he just transferred."

Pushing back her hair and adjusting it properly before looking down to her desk to see the paper that informed who that student was. Scanning the sheet and looking over their names while the rest of the students had gotten quiet though seemed almost annoyed that someone else was intruding on their conversation. Though Maria ignored them she widened her eyes once she saw what was on the student's transcript, shaking her head and wiping her eyes for a moment to squint. Assuming she misread something but huffed, knocking her feet against the ground softly as she walked to the front, students questioned why she did such a thing but this allowed something else to occur as without warning the classroom door opened!

A rather estranged-looking teen walked in, wearing jet-black gloves and a rough-cut jacket along with some sweatpants as well. Unlike everyone else that wore their proper uniform they seemed rather shabby attire, their unkept hair seemed to echo this as something seemed to be attached to the side of his head. Though they didn't seem to be a punk by any means, as without warning he'd walk to the front of the class and nearly bowed his head instantly to introduce himself. However- they didn't seem to speak, putting one hand in his pocket and looking around the room in contrast to see who were to be his classmates for the next year. Though nearly all of them were either disgusted or confused about who they were, smiling in response the dark-haired teen would look behind him and see a nearby smartboard. Though Maria would actively try and explain to the students not to point and stare at his appearance so much the boy in turn grabbed a smart marker and imbued it with a bit of his Flow. Writing on to the board his full name so they might all understand who he was, chuckling right after since this was all fairly new to him!