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"There's a national competition we'd like to sign you up for—not to play against each other, but for a violin-piano duet. The piece is your choice."
"The two of you are the most advanced people we have in the orchestra and the ensemble," Miss Hyuna added. "It would do our school well to be represented by you both."
Till nodded along, eyes drifting over to Ivan.
"I—" he started, before his mouth closed shut again. He didn't necessarily want to, but looking at his teachers… Could he disappoint them like that?
Ivan nodded, poster-boy smile on his face. "I'd be absolutely honoured to!"
Till is in the orchestra, Ivan is too and is fucking annoying... And now they have to perform a duet?!
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Till is a gentle, emotionally grounded boy who has always struggled with loneliness and human connection. Isolated at school and mocked as «Creepy Till», he retreats into solitude. He never learned how to make friends, every interaction he had was awkward, every attempt to connect clumsy. Though he has learned to endure judgment, attention terrifies him, and what haunts him even more are the recurring nightmares that have followed him since middle school, each ending with the death of a boy whose eyes he can never forget.
When a new student joins his class, Till is shaken to recognize those same eyes. Ivan enters his life like a storm. Raised in a home where love and violence were indistinguishable, he has grown up with a warped sense of intimacy. He is both drawn to and wounded by Till’s quiet distance, mistaking it for rejection and answering it with cruelty. What begins as hostility slowly reveals something deeper: a desperate need to be seen, to be loved, and to heal. This is a story about love distorted by pain, about two boys trying to bound from broken pieces. Through Till’s quiet empathy, Ivan begins to understand that hatred and violence are not love, and that love does not have to hurt to be real.
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What an irony. The fact is that the source of life for others is the worst curse for Ivan, which only slowly destroys him. A curse that he loves.
Perhaps that's why he fell in love with Till. He is like music, like singing, like art, it inspires, fascinates, makes him follow it like the North Star, it seems as if it leads him towards home, towards happiness, but at the same time ruins him completely.