He sits alone on an empty stage, nothing there but the boy and the grand piano before him. The audience is captivated by his quiet presence, even before he presses the first ivory key.
When he plays, he loses himself to the music, letting his fingers dance across the keys on their own accord. This moment of peace and freedom is what keeps him going during troubled times.
He knows that one slip of his hand will bring upon a great disaster.
But he doesn't mind.
There is only one person in the audience Jellal wants to impress.
And that is Erza Scarlet.
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Airy Nothings | jerza
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