College Rivals [Other Coda&Other Tove]

A hand slams onto Coda's library table, jarring their attention from their textbook. A slight twitch tilts their lips into a lopsided smirk. "Oh. Hi.""How could you?" Tove seethes. Her bleached hair sticks to her cheeks, mascara-flooded tears marring her usually warm skin tone. She looks pale. Drawn.Furious and betrayed.Coda arches a brow at her. "How could I what?""Don't play fucking dumb," she hisses, shoving the paper she slapped onto the table toward them. It's the audition lineup for the winter concerto. "I've seen this already," Coda shrugs, feigning innocence and returning to their textbook. Beside Coda's name, it lists their chosen song. Prokofiev #4, 47"You took my song."Coda snorts. "It's not your song, Bacolod.""I've auditioned with this song for six years," she hisses. "Everyone knows this is my fucking song."Coda flips a page, absently humming. "Audition sign-ups end tomorrow night. Maybe use this time to learn something new. I'm sure you can handle knowing two whole songs simultaneously."Tove's hands are shaking with rage, her face flushing nearly scarlet. It makes something in Coda break, seeing her so upset and helpless.But this is for her own good. Hers and everyone else's. Maybe she'll understand that someday.