La sonata del Valle Rítmico

La sonata del Valle Rítmico

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El ritmo sique al latido, un metrónomo como corazón y una sola cosa los mueve: la música Mi mundo está dividido en 5 regiones o países cada una con más importancia o menos pero eso no importa, lo único que importa es la música. Todos desde pequeños tenemos gusto musical y afinidades en algún instrumento, en mi pueblo algunos tocan el tambor, otros la flauta pero más bien por afición, pero, hay uno selecto grupo de personas llamados los compositores que se encargan de los arrítmicos los cuales son un grupo de personas que no tienen un metrónomo y su objetivo es convertir a la gente en arrítmicos que en este caso sería matarlos. Una vez en este pequeño pueblo salió un compositor, mi abuelo, el dominaba todas las piezas no fallaba en ninguna, pero eso a los arrítmicos les da igual y acabaron con él en una misión lo que me queda de él es su piano y sus partituras.
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The music business was a tough job, but you were up for the challenge. You spent your whole life playing and creating music, because it was your passion. Music was what made you, you, and you kept it close to your heart. But, when your mother gets in a severe car accident and passes away, your father decides to take a plane to Switzerland, to get away from his old life. Deciding to go with him, you attempt to follow him to his destination but end up getting on the wrong plane, and you end up stranded in Tokyo Japan, knowing absolutely no Japanese, and with no money to return to your father. The only thing you have with you is your small, portable ukulele. Stranded in Japan, you decide to try and play music on the side of the street to raise enough money to return to your father's side. But, when a certain man in a green hoodie finds you playing your music on the side of the streets, it's clear your music isn't the only thing he admires. -------------- Are ya'll ready this is gonna be some fluffy AF shit right here. Same as the first story, this is female reader x Choro, but anyone of any gender may read, I just forget to add gender neutral pronouns. I had a C in English class this year for a reason, I forget to add shit like that. ENJOY~

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