@cursively ♡ ★ ⋮ ̶f̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶d̶s̶ once upon a time . . . . ୧ , chapter — five yuying followed the music. dimly, she was aware that it was a bad idea. if she was caught, it could mean horrible things. but she desperately wanted to hear more. she followed the music out of her room, through the hallways, trying not to wake her fellow students. but then again, who would be awake at three a.m.? they were told to sleep until dawn. the music led her through the courtyard, nearly off-campus, when she stopped by a large willow growing near a stone wall. there was a crack in the wall. carefully, yuying put her eye against the crack. the stone was cold and hard, and the rough rock dug into her skin. she didn't care. the music was louder now. she could see that there was a cave dug into the rock, and she could see where the music was coming from. there was someone inside. their fingers danced over a black-and-white table, and every time they connected with it, a new melody weaved through the air. music.
