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"one word frees us from all the weight
and pain of life: that word is love"— Sophocles —
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Haruka sat on the chair as she faced the piano, a heavy feeling inside of her. Combing her dark brown hair with the use of her fingers, she hummed to a familiar tune.
Her father would call her time to time, reminding her that she should go out and walk around the town, seeing as she was still new to the whole place. However, Haruka didn't exactly like the idea of getting some sunlight or a quick walk, she knew very well that people would freak upon seeing her.
It wasn't much of a surprise to her, maybe the only person who wasn't really afraid of her was her twin sister.
Once she had finished combing her hair, she decided to rest her fingers on top of the piano keys, thinking of a nice piece to play for today. Since the girl had been experiencing difficulty of seeing colors with her other eye, she was often kept indoors for examination and testing.
People always wondered why she wasn't able to see colors, even she wondered so bad, and after knowing the sad truth behind why– pained her so much that she didn't want to ever see again.
She used to go to school when she was forced to stop by her parents. She clearly understood why, but that made her more alone than she already was.
Having a twin sister was both a blessing and a curse for Haruka. It was fun and she was very grateful to have Haruki beside her, but the fact that people would often compare both of then to each other made her feel sick and annoyed. Obviously, there were differences between both of them, yet of course people weren't satisfied.
Isolated from other people, she always stayed back, being homeschooled and had her own private piano lessons. It sounded like prison, but either way, she also didn't want to interact with much people.
To her, all she needed was Haruki by her side. Sadly, you don't always get what you wanted in life.
Haruka stared at the piano for long, the time slowly passing by without her noticing.
Her ears perked up, as she heard faint calling, yet she frowned upon hearing the name.
"Haruki–"
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colors of death › nct dream
Fanfiction❝ Don't mess with the nonexistent. ❞ when there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk on earth. ▬▬ status: completed ✓ a nct dream fanfiction a mystery / thriller au © minsyeuga 2020