We were currently at the church, sleeping while listening to the choir singing songs and the melody from the piano spreading around the praying room along with the prayer from people around us...
One was sleeping, one was praying proudly with tears...
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I still remember my childhood happiness until now. From a young age, both of us became interested in musical instruments, particularly the piano. Yugo and I began our piano lessons together, although we had learned separately. While Yugo had been taught with a strict method while studying homeschooling since his kindergarten curriculum, I only learned piano a few years ago because my parents bought the piano with the help of their friends and money saving. I initially learned the basics of the musical notes, only to find out that I could play the song smoothly and beautifully despite learning piano lessons for a few weeks. I played the piano so beautifully that my siblings' tutors were always complaining about the mysterious songs that appeared in each of their tutors, while it was only a small piece of song. I was lucky to have big support from my siblings, who gave me presents like my sister gave me her violin, and my brother, his pointé shoes to help me pursue my music career during my time living with Yugo and his family. Despite being famous politicians from a rich family, his parents were kind and caring to me as they always treated both of us equally and saw me as their child. Moreover, at the time when we took our music lessons seriously, they spent a huge amount of money for both of us to learn more than music. We learned ballet, my favorite subject. We learned to sing. We learned to dance. We learned at the Music Academy, the school he mostly wanted. These were enough for both of us to demonstrate our passion for our view of music better. And I was grateful for it.
However, when we were learning our music lessons, as usual, an accident suddenly happened to Yugo. His family was in debt due to the argument with the contract that they should have realized that it was a scam. His mother passed away, and his father soon left him without leaving anything for him, making him an orphan, and had to stay in the dormitory with his classmates. I was so worried about him that after school, I visited him to comfort him and help him overcome the trauma. Never in his life had he gone through the circumstances that he wasn't supposed to suffer. To make it worse, not only his classmates but also everyone around the Music Academy did not want to play with him. They even pushed me away from him while taking him to the nurse's office and warned me about our relationship, which I soon cautiously concerned. And I soon realized that they were right, all along.
After being adopted by the Kawasaki family, he soon changed. He made friends with their royal children and soon dropped out of music school a few months later to enroll in a special royal school in another place. I initially supported him and gave him advice while studying there. But soon, he ignored me and even underestimated me for being "poor" and "useless". It was so insulting and upsetting that despite my efforts to stop him from his greed, it did not prevent him from seeing me as entertainment as he constantly abused and kicked me to the wall. Hurt and heartbroken by his betrayal and ignorance, knowing our friendship no longer lasted long, four months at Music Academy was enough as I silently sent my dropout letter to the principal office to return home before Yugo knew it...
