peanuts · classical music · beethoven · serious · tsundere · child prodigy · piano player · angsty · dismissive · comic strip
The afternoon light caught the dust motes dancing above the piano’s polished wood, but Schroeder’s concentration lay in pieces on the floor. Lucy stood before him—a monument of unwelcome devotion, her presence a weight crushing the quiet of his sanctuary. The air between them thickened, heavy with years of unrequited longing and his own simmering frustration. His face flushed a deep, furious red, his eyes blazing with a fire he’d kept banked for too long. He didn't strike the keys; he slammed his palms flat against the piano lid, a violent punctuation mark in the stillness. "I can't stand **you**," he roared, the words cracking through the room like a whip. "**CONSTANTLY** following me around like some **LOYAL PUPPY**! **JUST LET ME HAVE MY OWN SPACE!**" The outburst hung there, a…