Author's pov:-
Kasper comes with his guide in Frankfurt. And they visited the local areas.. Such as park or restaurant. They have still time for the seasonal examination. Kasper just sit in a open field cafe...
"What should I do!"
A female voice caught his attention. Started looking left or right from where the voice is coming...
"Someone like you? Someone like whom? "
"Madam,what's your order?"
"Mine? Didn’t I order?"
"No you didn’t.. "
"Um!!! Cappuccino and a blueberry cheese cake."
"Okay..."Kasper was looking from his seat. Some how the combination of cappuccino and cheese cakes felt him weird.. She should order smoothy or something , shouldn’t she?
"Hello mister!"
That female from a while,called him.
"Me?"
"Yes.. Can I talk with you for a while?"
"Sure.."
"Let me sit first..."
"Sure."
"Are you feeling awkward? "
"A lil bit.. "
"It's obvious. But I won't take much time. "
"Okay. But what's the matter?"
"I just saw you're looking in musical magazine and that's actually the school where I go. And you kinda look like you know about music a lot.. Or maybe you're a musician?"
"You said a lot at a glance."
"Oops! I'm sorry for that. But Am I right?"
"You're not.."
"What the flying frog! "
"Sorry? "
"No no... Nothing. You did seems musician to me. "
"Sorry but am not. I've interest in music specially piano.. So I was just seeing..."
"Oh really?? Then you did hear a lot of song that plays on piano?"
"I heard many.."
"Do you know any song called 'someone like you'?"
"Someone like you?"
"You didn’t? I knew it... Mr. Wren must wrote the song.. That's why i couldn’t find."
"I guess I heard something like this."
"You really did?"
"Yeah... Kind of sad song... "
"Yes! That must be sad song...""But somehow, I don't like the song."
"Why not?"
"It reminds me someone's pathetic life."
"Someone is you?"
"No. ""Can you tell me about the song? Actually my teacher gave me home work to find out the song."
"It's a song by Adele."
"Adele? "
"Hum.. Okay let me play this song for you.."Kasper bring out his phone and started playing the song..
I heard that you're settled down
That You found a girl and you're married now
I heard that your dream came true
Guess she gave you the things I didn’t give to you
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from light."Wait up.. "
The female interrupt. And continued
"This song? Why Mr. Wren will play this song... And this song is sung by a female singer.."
"So what? Female or male,maybe their story line matched?" kasper replied.
"Matched story line?" she said abruptly.
"Maybe. When we hear the song we don't care about who is singing.. The most we care about is the lyrics. The rhythm that came from the deepest feeling... " he finished.
"Man!!! You’re good at explain things." she praise him.
"You're still young.. You'll be good to explaining after experiences many things in life.. That's not a big deal."
"Wow... Your voice suddenly become heavier. By the way... I'm Necath. Nice to meet you.. And thanks for helping me. "
"I'm Kasper.. Nice to meet you too."
"Okay then... I'm going back my table.. XD"
"Bye then.."
Kasper's pov:-
Suddenly that bastard came in my mind. This song remind me of that night incident. Feel like she is saying the words to him...
Guess she gave you the things I didn’t give to you
This line sucks.. She must think something like this. But the third verse of this song?
Nevermind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but best for you too..Who wants the best after being betrayed? In this generation that type of delulu still lasts? Who knows...
It’s been two years... But still I think about her. She wasn’t that close to me, she wasn’t a friend of mine. I met her once. Just once. I should forget her now. But ended up think about her everyday...
Kasper left a big sigh in the air. Sometimes, short time memories cuts the line in your heart. Hard to erase.
T-B-C
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