Music of the Heart
The third synopsis after “Forbidden Love.” I can’t believe I actually made three synopsis at the office. I don’t know if I have the heart to post the second one… the story is kinda off…
I like classical music just like my parents. That is why I want to be like them, professional violinists.
Even though they have already left me, my idol pianist is still here. He becomes my inspiration to create better classical music through my violin. Will he also become the music of my heart?
I hate rock music. Hearing it makes my ears hurt, but why does my heart flutter every time I hear that snobby rocker play his guitar?
Playing the guitar is my life. It lets me continue my life even though it is full of misery and hardships. Just like my father, I am a guitarist and like my mother, I am also the vocalist of my band.
Even though my parents left me in the hands of my love-crazed aunt, I am still happy. Playing my guitar and singing in the bar of my inspiration are enough for me. I just wish she will become the music of my heart.
I hate classical music. I think that music is just for the elite, who look down at ordinary people like me. But why does my heart beat like crazy whenever I hear that snobby elite girl play her violin?