One last December

One Last December



He plays like he’s forgotten how to feel.

She dances like she’s afraid to forget.



At a quiet university wrapped in the hush of winter, two artists from opposite worlds collide—Sebastiano, a pianist who buries emotion beneath flawless notes, and Aria, a dancer whose every movement feels like a farewell.



> “You always look like the world is slipping through your fingers.”

“That’s because some things are too beautiful to hold onto.”







As melodies and silk sleeves begin to intertwine, their hearts find a rhythm neither expected—tender, fleeting, and perhaps destined to fade with the snow.