I met him in april

Chapter one, April

Ugh, another goddamn exam. This is the third one this week! But luckily, I didn't have to study for it at all, because I naturally have a high IQ...I was born smart...or even just...raised smart. But whatever.. I sat down  to take the exam. Everyone around me was trembling in fear, as if it would be the 1ère exam from the very last high school year or something...After finishing my exam, I went and sat down, drawing random characters. I always choose a random person from my class, and I drew them...without permission of course. It's not like anyone cared, because to them, I'm just a ghost...I don't even feel real. Because no one has ever approached me before, but I was better off alone anyway. After school, I was walking though the park that leads to my house and there's usually always a random piano sitting there. No one touched it. Not even me. I honestly would but I can only play violin. But that's when...I saw him...he was sitting on that lonely piano, and he was playing a beautiful song that I've probably heard before. I stood there, just calmly listening to him. As he finished, I started applauding for him. He turned around to me and was shocked -for some reason. Then he smiled. That was probably the happiest smile I've ever seen. It was full of joy. His eyes were glowing. "How...did you learn this?" I asked. He looked at me, with a sad expression. "Want me to tell you something?" He asked. Go ahead. "Well...my mother forced me to become a pianist. She would mostly hit me during practices when I played a wrong note. She was sick, and me becoming a pianist was something that could heal her...that's what she always said. I tried my best because...she didn't have much time to live anymore..." he said. "I'm still trying to get back at it, but I just can't...hear the notes anymore...it feels like...I'm playing in the ocean" he said. I looked at him sadly. "And one day, she literally went as far to hit and abuse me in front of everyone. I threw the notes at her and I said... 'you always tell me to play for you, but then you hit me? I... honestly just wish you would die for good' and that's what happened. She passed away. I did feel bad after learning the truth, but I still can't forgive her. She's the one who gave me trauma with the piano." He said. I looked at him again, and I hugged him. "I'll help you get back to your feet" I said. He blushed a little and so did I, but he felt relieved. "Thank you so much" he said.