My Musical Heights

Make A Run For It

A PERFECT HUMAN

"Will father come today?", asked Yona in her usual solemn way.

"No.He would be busy today too.",replied kyouka,her assistant who had been posted with her by Yona's father.

,"He doesn't remembers right?"

,"I bet...that's why he didn't came."

,"...At least, he would have remembered my birthday.Instead it seems like he won't even noticed when I'll pass out."

,"Yona don't say things like that.He's just busy.You know he carries a huge burden of work on his shoulders."

,"You always try to flow off things by saying that but...I'm not a kid anymore."

And with her habitual coldness and dismay Yona sat alone at the dining table to have her dinner

Yona Daisuke, daughter of Guren Daisuke,who was the president of Japan was everything and did everything that her father had ever desired.In his eyes she was a perfect human and if she would ever fail to meet his expectations even once then no one could prevent her from burning in the heat of his wrath.On his covet she had made herself his pawn.

Captain of the Baseball team, Swimming club champion, Best martial artist, Incredible painter, An extremely beautiful girl, Youngest fashion model, Most brilliant student of her school, A fluent speaker of seven languages, A skilled writer, A great gymnast, and an expert chess player.She had been learning all these arts since she was only 3.It felt as if it wasn't her own life because she ate, wore, stayed, did and even thought on his preference. Guren couldn't endure to see someone else higher than her.He always narrated her that she was different from others and should neglect the ones around her as they can spoil her but what Yona thought herself was that......she was a human too.

But her father had utterly forgotten it under the weight of his pride.He had downright failed to remember the concept that she had her own existence too, her own sentiments, her own dreams, her own life style. Instead he hadn't ever dared to notice what she liked or hated.In other words Guren was nearly living two lives at a time.

Yona did her private studies as she was not permitted to befriend with anyone and whenever she goes out her assistant, Kyouka kept an eye on her and prevent her from meeting or conversing with anyone.

All of her acts were determined by her father. Guren himself didn't gave his time to her.They would only about three to four times meet in a month just at the dining table and even in those brief hours he wouldn't ever at least ask, 'How are you'.There was a great span between them and Yona resided alone in the vast mansion with only the servants surrounding her.

Her home which was meant to be a place of peace began to feel to her as an endless prison.

Yona's father was a person with solid seriousness and would often stay out for work.This lock down and life generated a cold and sober attitude in her but all that Guren knew was

,"My daughter is meant to be perfect"

ISN'T IT LOVELY ALL ALONE

After dinner Yona went inside her room but before that Kyouka recalled her to exercise. Yona made an excuse that she was a bit under the weather.Today her heart was sinking more than before.She walked in her bedroom and locked the door.

Whenever Yona felt encircled in despair and disappointment she would sit on the couch by her glass wall,open the curtains and facing the dark sky lit up by millions of tiny stars she would bring up her concealed talent which only her soul was aware of and in her elegant voice she would start to sing the song which she thought assisted her in lightening the weight of the burden that was on her ticker playing the violin with her beautiful fingers.