Nico Di Angelo Imagines

#12. Violinist

A/N: I just started watching the anime, 'Your lie in April' and it inspired me to do this chapter. What a boost for my imagination.

This chapter is very dramatic, I don't know where I'm getting all the emotions.

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Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Breathe, Y/N! This is what you wanted!

The lights focused on you, The audience staring.

They were all waiting for you to start.

What are you waiting for, Y/N?

What's keeping you away? You asked for this, didn't you?

You take your last deep breaths as you raise your bow, initiating a start.

The pianist starts, you wait as the third key gets pressed. It's your cue.

You move your bow in a slow pace, listening and getting in with the melody.

Creating harmony and rhythm that'll flow through the listener's hearts.

But all you could hear was big thumps of your heartbeat.

You looked at the audience as they watch in awe.

You were still playing, though it wasn't you who was moving the bow anymore.

It was creating it's own notes, a rhythm you could understand.

Finally, you were one with yourself and the violin.

You knew what you had to do.

It made you happy to play, seeing the audience's faces glisten through the light.

Their joyful faces glaring up at you.

And that's when you woke up.

"What is it now?" You groan as you sit up and put your glasses on.

As your vision clears, you see Will Solace staring down at you.

"What do you want, Solace?" You push him away as you walk outside your cabin. He follows you on the way, "Chill out, sis. You were screaming in pain earlier."

"I was what?" You turn back as the question suddenly strikes you.

He giggles, "Screaming in pain, sis. Do I have to repeat that again?"

"But I was.. It wasn't a nightmare." You put your hands up to your face, covering it as if you were gonna start crying.

He places his arm on your shoulder, "Whatever, sis. But take care. I don't want to hear you screaming in pain again." And with that he just walks away.

"Such concern." You nickered. After getting ready, you head back to the Apollo cabin.

It was free time, after all. You grab your violin and practiced.

You played and played until free time was over.

"That was beautiful, L/N." You hear Nico say.

"Oh shut up, di Angelo. You don't get to like it." You snapped.

"As a daughter of Apollo, you aren't much of a sunshine, are you now?" He teases.

"It's none of your business, di Angelo. Leave me alone."