The Heart's Rhythm
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Alena Sabine Florence, now an aspiring drummer, was originally inspired by the young prodigy of a guitarist boy when she was a kid. Driven by the desire to play music with him someday, she chose to take on the path of a complex lifestyle and thrived hard to be as good as she could with the drums.
She had never stopped hoping to meet the boy again. She thought, that as long as she kept working hard to make a name for herself, they will eventually meet again. So, when an opportunity has risen; a way to challenge her skills came, she joined her friend's indie band.
However, fate seemed to work way more twisted than she expected, because when her greatest wish came true, it didn't bring her joy as she imagined. The boy she considered an unreachable star, was stuck in a nameless local indie band. Furthermore, his sound doesn't resonate the joy of making music, or love for music anymore. He just sounded bland, flat, and boring.
Just another typical story of a bright, hopeful girl, and the lackluster, musical genius boy. Except, it ain't typical.
Hear thy heart's rhythm; a search for a melodious love.
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