Chapter 20

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Under the anesthesia. In my own world. Thinking about the memories Kousei and I have created together. Reliving them. Reliving the beautiful memories we have made.

My mind is elsewhere now. I can see Kousei, playing the piano, playing the song he is performing at his competition. I'm with him. I'm with him right now. I can hear the notes he is releasing. I can see his fingers dancing on the keys. He looks over his shoulder. He sees me. My violin appears in my hand and I stand, without a problem. He smiles at me. We are in our own little world.

I move my bow across the strings of my violin, waltzing with him. Performing with him again. This is what I wanted. To waltz with him once last time. We challenge each other with everything we've got. Competing with each other again. The sound of the violin and piano together. Kousei and I... together. We are having so much fun, me playing the piece my way, and him his way. I don't want this moment to end. I want to live in the memories we had created. To live in this new memory we have created.

I bring my hands to my side and look at him, smiling. Thank you for waltzing with me once last time. I turn around, looking back at him once more. My body starts to vanish ever so slowly, fading into nothingness.

I can hear his thoughts, "Wait! Come back! Don't go! I don't care if I'm just Friend A! Don't go! Don't go! Please don't go! Please don't leave me behind!"

I'm almost gone. Just a faint shadow in this world. My heart rate, almost to nothing. I can see tears welling in his eyes.

Thank you, Kousei Arima. Thank you for inspiring me with your playing all those years ago. Thank you for changing my world. Thank you for making black and white seem colorful. Thank you for making my world sparkle. Thank you for giving me a reason to live... Thank you.

I'm almost gone, withering away into cherry blossoms. Tears in my eyes. His performance almost over... Tears flow down my cheeks, like a stream. He stops playing. Screaming, crying. I'm sorry Kousei... I'm sorry.

"Goodbye," he whimpers.

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