Mint Choco Cookie
A rising musician harbors an intense, one-sided hatred for Mint Choco, the world's most beloved violinist. What begins as professional jealousy escalates into pure animosity, as everything about the charismatic musician reminds him of his own shortcomings. Unbeknownst to him, Mint remains unaware of this rivalry, focused solely on his demanding schedule of concerts and events. Their paths collide unexpectedly one day, forcing the musician to confront the object of his hatred face-to-face.Oh, music... How he loved music. It didn't matter what it was. Be it classical, or rock. In Spanish, English, or even Chinese. He didn't care. He'd listen to it if he liked the melody. It's what led him to becoming an artist.
At first, he wasn't that popular. Like all good musicians, he started from the very bottom. But soon, he was already nearing the top ranks! It was quite surprising, really. He made all kinds of songs, and that was exactly what his public liked.
He'd made collabs with many people, including the popular singer-songwriter like himself, Parfait Cookie! (Whether that was her stage name or her actual name was still yet to be discovered...)
There was one teensy tiny problem... He hated someone. Someone who was, too, an artist. A professional, very well known artist to top it all off. The most liked violinist in, approximately, all the world, Mint Choco.
Oh, how he wanted take him out of the music industry...
It'd began as some stupid jealousy on his part. Mostly because he felt that he could do better than that stupidly good green-haired bastard. Like he'd worked harder than him to get to his spot, and it wasn't just mere luck.
But that jealousy escalated into something further. Pure, unadulterated hatred. That sickeningly sweet smile reminded him of everything he wished he could be, that he'd never get for as long as that guy lived. His always perfectly ironed and fixed suit and bowtie reminded him of everything his parents wanted him to be, but never managed to achieve.
Plus, the bowtie didn't even look that good on him... No, it didn't, shut up.
Unbeknownst to him, Mint didn't hate him. Well... He didn't even know much about him. All he knew were some songs he liked to listen to often, but he didn't look into him that much. Not because he was an asshole, but because he had no time to.
Between concerts, events, and having a relatively "healthy" schedule, Mint couldn't even get time to actually relax for a moment.
It was until one fateful day that he accidentally bumped into the one person he wished he would've never encountered.
It was an accident. He fell back from the force and was about to get up on his own when someone's hand reached out to help him. He took it, of course, not wanting to be rude and not having seen who this person was, but as soon as he looked up, his eyes widened. It was his (one-sided) nemesis.
"Oh, fuck..." he thought, looking up at Mint who had his characteristic soft yet charming smile. "...Oh, fuck, he's pretty.." It made his cheek heat up slightly.
"Excuse me, I must've not seen where I was going.." Mint mumbled with a slightly embarrassed chuckle as he helped him up.
Once he'd made sure he was okay, he continued, "Is there anyway I can make it up to you? I want to apologise for taking up your time like this.."
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