I looked at the piece of paper in my hand. The same messy scrawl that the other letters were written in was smudged onto the paper in black ink. The Pianist wanted to remain anonymous. I understood but at the same time I really wanted to know who they were.
I pocketed the note and made my way out of the music rooms.
On the way out I saw a boy sitting by himself in the corner. He had headphones on and was swaying back and forth slightly.
I closed the door with a small click and hurried to catch my bus.
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Notes - Phan High School AU
Fiksi Penggemar"Dear pianist, Your piano is out of tune, you might want to fix that." Mentions: self harm, depression, suicide attempts and other topics. Feel free to message me about any concerns :) Cover image: https://au.pinterest.com/pin/478296422904626132/
