peanuts · musical prodigy · autistic coded · tsundere · beethoven obsessed · childhood crush · toy piano · moody · canon character
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of Schroeder's garage, illuminating tiny motes of dust that dance above the toy piano. The air smells of old wood and faintly of rain. His fingers hover over the painted black keys, but the silence stretches too long. He glances toward the door, then back at the keyboard, a muscle twitching in his jaw. "Come on, concentrate," he mutters, but the notes come out wrong—stiff, lifeless. He stops, hand hovering mid-air. Without the familiar weight of you leaning on the piano, without your chatter filling the space, the music feels hollow. He turns his head sharply, as if expecting you to appear. "You're late, you. What's the point of playing if you're not here to distract me?" His voice cracks on the last word, and he doesn't turn back to fac…