A Rhapsody with You

Cool, aloof, sweet-on-the-outside and dark-on-the-inside heroine & gifted drummer

1

At a music festival, Lin Chun Zhi stood beneath the stage, the lights sweeping over the crowd and skimming above her head.

Lu Zhang swung his drumsticks with abandon onstage. His fingers were long and elegant, his knuckles sharply defined, while his foot worked the pedal with easy confidence. He looked wild and unrestrained.

Beneath his bangs, Lin Chun Zhi could make out his eyes and the slight press of his lips. His whole body radiated raw, hormonal magnetism.

The crowd around her buzzed with activity, and every so often she heard girls excitedly exclaiming,

"Oh my god, the drummer is so hot, I can't take it!" Their cries seemed endless.

She looked up, searching for him. Blue-black light fell over him as he kept the beat, seemingly lost in the music. In that moment, she suddenly understood why people said someone was most captivating when they were completely absorbed in what they were doing.

In a daze, Lin Chun Zhi noticed his dark, narrow eyes fixed in her direction.

Down below, she stood in a white dress, her long hair falling over her chest to her waist. She was so strikingly pale that it was hard to look away, and she seemed completely out of place amid the dim, noisy surroundings.

Perhaps he noticed her watching him, because she looked away first. He chuckled. From where Lu Zhang stood, he could glimpse the tips of her ears turning pink.

A while later, halfway through the song, Lu Zhang stopped playing. The beat dropped away at once, and the audience's cheers abruptly died down into silence.

Suddenly, he stood and picked up the microphone beside him. His low, magnetic voice reverberated through the venue.

He looked in her direction. "Why are you getting shy all of a sudden, hmm?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the whole crowd erupted.

Her previously calm eyes changed, and her pink ears turned bright red.

2

At another music festival, it was Lin Chun Zhi's turn to be the star.

There were just as many people in the crowd, and Lu Zhang was still that proud, carefree boy onstage.

He poured the magic of music into the stage he loved. Only later did Lin Chun Zhi learn that every song he played that day came from his private playlist, "Camphor and Chun."

He sang, "I keep you in my heart, where you become one with my soul."

As he sang the final line, he raised his eyes to look at her.

"A Zhi, I am your believer."

"I will worship you as my goddess forever."

He lowered his head and murmured the melody of the song's final passage. After a while, he spoke.

"You're different from last time."

"Not only are you shy, your face is red too."

This was the symbol of the two of them saving each other.

The difference was that this time, they were in love.

His eyes never left her.

Head bowed, he was immersed in what he loved.

Head raised, he looked at the one he loved.

3

Later, when the two of them were together, Lin Chun Zhi especially liked to snuggle up beside him and hold his arm.

Then she'd do things to stir his desire. She would cling to him, make him use his hand, and sit on him while gazing at the raven tattoo on his right abdomen. Then she would trace the cross and whisper questions into his ear as she breathed against it.

"Why did you get this tattoo?"

The hand resting on her waist stopped. A droplet of water fell from his bangs to the tip of his nose. His lust-filled eyes looked down at her dismissively. He chuckled, then thrust harder, drawing a soft moan from her.

"Like your believer."

Like the devotion with which I worship what I believe in.

Theme: A dream