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The first time I saw you perform, I was 5 years old. It was on the recital for the piano school I was going
to visit. This awkward and clumsy boy climbed onto the stage and accidentally crashed into the piano
bench with his ass. That's too funny. She turned to the piano that was too big for her and as she played
the first note, I was intrigued.
The girl next to me started to cry I did not expect her at all.
And even so, you give up the piano. Though it really changes the lives of others. You're the worst.
Gullible. Twit.
(Cut to Kaori as a child, tell her parents she's already a piano for violin because she wants Kousei to play
again.)
When I knew we were in the same school, I was very excited. But how can I come to talk to you? Maybe
I'll hang out at a lunch concession. Instead, I just see you from a distance.
I mean. After all. You all get along well. There is no place there for someone like me.
When I was a kid, I had to undergo surgery and I started having to be in hospital for routine
examination. In the first year, I fainted and I admitted over and over again. With each visit, I was there
longer and longer. Really, I did not learn much in the summer, I spent more time in the hospital. And I
know there's something wrong with my body.
One night, I saw my parents crying in the waiting room and I knew my time was up.
I do not want to bring my regret to heaven, so I stop refraining from the things I always wanted to do.
And I took the music with all of his high and powerful directions and played them to my liking.
I apologize to Watari for me ... though I'm sure she's forgotten about me now
I want to make no feelings difficult. And there is one thing I can never ask to please, to ask him to
introduce us both directly.
I think the only people who do not know are you and him.
The fraudulent lies that brought me to you did not go the way I did.
It's darker.
And evil.
And softer.
And sweet.
Remember the bridge we jumped? The water is very cool and dah.
Race each other beside the train. I really think I can win.
The moon was visible from the music room that night, like delicious toast.
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star singing with you as we boarded the bike together. Then fall time. We are
singers who are caves.
It's strange to be a musician, but then ask your heart with something that comes from outside the stage
They are unforgettable scenes for me. But that's a small thing. Strange, is not it?
I love you
I love you
I love you
Sorry I am so selfish