"Write a paragraph sharply. Write a paragraph softly."
Sharp
Ayasaki's bow runs harshly down his viola, fighting the much greater volume of the violin beside him. It's not screeching, as he can play decently, but no matter what he does, his instrument will never be loud enough, noticeable enough. It doesn't matter if it's impossible though, he'll keep on trying anyway.
Soft
Edge melts into his music, transferring his melodies from his soul and into the elegant instrument before him through nimble, delicate fingers. A content smile sits on his lips as he buries himself in the world he loves.
violas are significantly quieter than violins
I'm not in band, orchestra or choir it's just that most of my friends are
I on the other hand am on the yearbook staff with
also Edge doesn't die I think I worded that last sentence weirdly
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