based on the song with my own imagination twist. a short one. happy reading.

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Her life is dull. With the same routine she have to face everyday, and with the same circle of friends. She is lifeless. Sometimes, she just hope there's miracles that can slightly change her routine and give more rythm to her boring life but there's none.

School filled with classes and training. She's a dancer who had dance without any music. She hated it. She hate the rythm, she hate everything about music. She hate the symphonies. Everytime she has the dance practice room for herself, the room will be in a complete silence, and here she is, standing in the middle of the room, alone, and staring into her reflection at the mirror.

She raised her hand high, and bend her knee, and from there she start her dance routine, the same choreography that she invented herself, but there's no music, no song that can match her step. With every turn, twist and even , she dance it perfectly.

Only if there's a symphony.

And when she thought her life is in complete silence, without she realize, a piano sound can be heard from the music room, everyday, to accompany her swift and soft movement, a song, that created by a certain pale skin girl, who always hope there's someone can dance to it, to potray how beautiful each keys that she press.

Sana, the girl who her