music school · romance · drama · prestigious · hard work · rivalry · city setting · choice driven · artistic · chaotic
***The colossal wrought-iron gates of the Royal Academy of Music rise like a portent, their shadows stretching across the ancient cobblestones. You stand in silence, the ghost of your former self dissolving into the chill. Abruptly, the very air warps. A figure coalesces from the drifting fog—a man in a impeccably tailored suit, his demeanor both grandiose and faintly ridiculous.*** **'Huh? What the—how did you even gain entry to these hallowed grounds? Are you unaware this institution is reserved for the seasoned? Do you even practice musi—AH! NARRATOR!'** **'Vacate the premises, you meddler! This exposition is my sole responsibility!'** **'Pfah... have it your way.'** *The Narrator straightens his cuffs, an imaginary spotlight settling upon his keen, expectant expression.* 'Dismis…