𝙀𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮||𝙆𝙃/𝙁𝙁 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩

Terra x Reader: You are my Symphony🎼

Hi guys!!!! If you guys are old readers that supporting me before it reach 7k reads, you'll probably know that the author likes kind of these stories and she loves to make the readers cries in tears (probably). If you're not, heed 😱my warning: this is a tragic story....(probably)😱 So GOOD LUCK!!! 😙😙

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Third POV
A (h/c) girl is leaving her work and go home to her boyfriend by using her bicycle as the night's cold breeze past to her soft (h/c) locks. It was peaceful night and you can see the starry sky in the night. Nothing can get any worse, right? Apparently your wrong. As she rode her bike to home. A honking can be heard by the uncontrollable truck that was going straight at her. It wobble too fast and girl tries to dodge but at last, she didn't. She die on the car accident. Her boyfriend, Terra was devastated to hear that his girl died in the car accident. Depressed and anguish taken over his handsome features. He love her dearly even his friends knows about their blissful love. She was her soulmate; the half of his heart that made him complete. What a tragic story of love...

Terra's POV
I can hear the blaring sounds of the police car and they gave me a quite dreadful news. My girlfriend, (y/n), died on a car accident that happen on the 19th street where she works. I was devastated that day. I retrieved her bike and painted it white. I place the memorial bike on the lamp post where she died and gave her favorite flower which is (f/f). My friends are there as well. They grieve for their friend. She was quite bubbly and always positive as well. And now that she is gone, I can't hear her hearty laughs and see that joyous smile on her face.

After that, I was at my home again. It sure is quiet around. I just sat on my bed and hugged my legs closer to my chest as I broke down in tears and I start to reminisce with our good memories.

We were in our bed, talking randomly as we go and jokes and hearty laughters can be heard throughout our small apartment. I like the way she laughs, the smiles she put with her delicate feature. You may think that she's fragile like a porcelain doll but no. She wasn't like that. She's independent, smart, pretty, brave, adventurous and cheerful woman.

My tears still falling under them. I can't really let go the fact that she is gone. Another memory came into my mind once again.

We were in the outdoors and chase around just like the children would. We race to the rundown tree. It was big and it can even past through by the large roots but of course you need to get down and crawl all the way. (Y/n) was the first one to reach and I was the last one who came and then we just laugh and race down the road again.

I wipe all of my tears and drag myself to my bathroom. As I reached the bathroom, I saw myself in the mirror. I was in a horrid mess. Red eyeshots can be seen on my face, the tears I shed awhile ago was still there to stained my face and lastly, the tired look on my eyes. I just shrug it off for now and freshen up.  As I dressed that consisted a black turtleneck shirt and a dark blue jeans and my black canvas shoes. I look once again in the mirror. I try to distract my self by practicing my conducting skills. Well as far you see, I'm striving to be a famous conductor in the orchestration. We should not get off topic, yeah? So here I am practicing to get my mind off things but another memory came in.

We were eating and lounging around. We told our stories and some them are funny. We laugh. Then we talk about our favorite hobbies. (Y/n) loves to play her viola that was in the corner and standing their majestically while I told her I love to conduct orchestral music. We shared the same taste of music, that's one of the reason I love her. I'm like a note that is waiting to be played while she's the violinist that is playing all of my notes. Music is nothing without the notes just like love. Without your other half, you feel hollow and dull.

The more of I think the memories in my head, slowly I lose my concentration to the point I get frustrated myself and punched my vanity mirror. It hurt a bit but more or less it felt numb. I start to break down again. I truly miss her really. "(Y/n), I really miss you so much." I thought. But nonetheless she heard me somewhere out there. I got up and treat my injured fist. After that I continue my practice yet again. Everyday I practiced my conducting skills. Seconds turn into minutes, minutes turn into hours, hours turn into day, day turns into weeks and weeks turn into months.

I have been practicing my conduct skills for a whole month. I have some of small performances here and there inside a whole month. My friends are there to support my performances. It was truly great but I'm not even move on to (Y/n)'s death. Its still hurts but I'm still coping it. Surely, (y/n) doesn't want me to loathe around and locking myself in my room for the whole day. My friends are still there to help me to cope with life. I've been loved and been cared by my friends. They take me out here and there to take things out of my mind for awhile. I'm truly blessed with them.

Not only I've been practicing for my biggest break, I start to reminisce her yet again. Every time I start thinking of her again, I weep a bit and meditate for a bit as well. Calming all my nerves, my performance was about to start. I stand to the podium and bow in front my audience. I saw them yet again and smile. I tap my conducting stick to get their attention and there I began my biggest performance. "This music piece is dedicated to you, my love." I thought as I start my performance.

Every wave of my stick, I pour all my emotions to it. Every note was played, I felt she was there watching me in the shadows. Everyone int the room was silent as I played my piece. I felt no one is there because of the silent atmosphere but it doesn't stop me from conducting my music. I played my music all night until reached the end. As I finished the song, I bowed to the musicians and the audience. I lift my head saw my friends clapping their hands and cheered for me. I smile but what struck me the most is that (Y/n) is there! I saw her tear stricken face and her smile. She was moved by my performance that why she was crying. She mouthed to me a thank you and those four words that I love to hear from her that I yearn for the past month. She soon vanished into a white mist. Those words kept ringing to my ears along with her sweet gentle voice as I join my friends to celebrate my successful performance.

I love you, Terra...

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Hi! Author-chan here! So sorry for the lack of update. I'm having a freaking bad writer's block. And I'm probably too much engrossed watching my favorite anime, Black butler. Hehehehe😂 but still I made reader-chan die again. Man, I do need to stop with these kind of this stories where reader-chan dies a lot. I watched too much gore and horrors in my life😂. But anyways I do hope you enjoy your time reading this. Actually this my first time writing for Terra.
Terra: *cries in joy and hugs me* Thank you!
Me: *hugs back* Don't mention it. I have a small problem writing you because I don't much see him a crush to Fira(my OC) but an older brother so it's hard.
Terra: But you still made for the readers, right?
Me: Yup! I will do anything for the readers besides doing anything crazy stuffs 😂
Terra:👍🏻 So this a goodbye for a while and see you later in the next update!
Me and Chirithy: Kupo! 😺🔥

~AxelFira16~