A mysterious past and an unknown future.
It has been 6 years since Yui Utsugi last touched the violin. Why did she stop, you may wonder. Just like all other young, budding musicians, Yui was crushed by defeat by Len Tsukimori in their Junior High's...
I kept my head low, walking out of school sulkily as I reflected upon my encounter with Tsukimori.
There were many things that happened in the past 6 years which changed the both of us.
And as far as I know, from this encounter itself, I would never be able to return to the same friendship I had with Tsukimori when we were children.
I paused for a moment.
Wait.
What?
What am....
WHAT AM I SAYING?
Len Tsukimori ruined me... didn't he?
Len Tsukimori made me hate the violin, so much, to the point where I detested its existence and destroyed it with my own hands.
But.
Why...
Why am I feeling this way?
Maybe, it was Len Tsukimori's playing of Ave Maria which made my heart flutter a little. Because, I was happy to have listened to Ave Maria being played on the violin.
I wasn't doubting anything. That piece was truly beautiful, and that lifted my mood to a great extent.
I became... enchanted by the music that was being played.
But... still, why?
Was it because it was Len Tsukimori's playing?
... Which brought back happy memories?
... Which made me feel the nostalgia?
Yes.
That's right.
I smiled to myself.
That's the purpose of playing music isn't it? To bring joy, to the people around you?
...
But... I swore to myself that I'll never touch the violin again, that's for sure. I probably lost the technique, anyway.
The least I could do, was still remain in touch with music through singing.
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"Oh it's Utsugi-chan~!"
Someone was calling out to me.
I was so caught up in my own thoughts, that I didn't realise that an arm was being placed around my shoulder.
Eh...
I glanced to my side to see Hihara, who was looking at me cheekily.
"What's on your mind?"
'Oh my goodness, that sounded so much like Facebook', I thought to myself.
"Hey, Hihara-senpai," I greeted.
I softened my gaze at him as he removed his arm around me and held his bag behind his shoulders casually.
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