Preview of ch. 1: Prestissimo

For years, y/n had been practicing piano for the big competition, preparing. Training. Conditioning herself for the big day when she could finally prove herself that she was worthy to go to her dream music school and finally make her parents proud. Y/n was late that day to the concert. Nothing but that competition was on her mind when she raced through the streets; not traffic, other cars, other people.

This was her glory.

But it went horrendously wrong.