A peaceful night, in the middle of the city road. A cold wind hugged me, along with my friend—classical music walking in the vastness of the road. Nothing can be seen but the light of a vehicle passing by. Facing the star in the sky, and suddenly I realized…
Darkness once signifies loneliness… Light signifies hopefulness… We're always looking forward to the light and abandon the darkness… Does they ever consider that darkness also beautiful?…
With dark… I am able to see the beauty of a twinkling star… I whispered.
After washing a dishes, I resume practicing my piece, I waste no time until I collapse myself into a sleep. Note by note, piece by piece, page by page. Some of our neighbours love the sounds of my piano as they used it as their lullaby, and some of them complains.
I gasps, I want to be like you… Dad!
It's already morning, I slept in my table once again. I woke by the yell of my friend, Gwen. She went up stairs and found my look so terible sleeping under the piano.
"Wake up!!!" She yells.
"Uhh—" I'm suddenly awake.
"A— What are you doing here?! How could you?—" in the state of shock, the moment I awake.
"How irresponsible are you? Leaving your house unlocked and yet you sleeping tightly under your piano?!"
"I'll go take a bath now, wait me here!" I rushed to the closet and desperately finding my clothes.
"You'd better to rush! Or else I'll leave you alone and you'll be getting late and get summoned by the principal!" She shouts.
"Yes! I know!" I respond.
Walking down to the school quietly. Gwen raised a question to break the silence. "Earlier, I saw the piece at your piano stand… Ein Klein Nachtmusik - Serenade No. 13, is the the piece you were going to perform? A classical opera piece?" she asks. "Y-yes, if ever… But there's no guarantee… I'm continously practicing the piece just in case… you know…" I said. "We'll make that happen! Leave it to me, my best friend!" She cheerfully said. "Worry not, Ma'am Karylle said that she'll bring me back" I said. "That's so great then!"
Time for lunch break, I'm eating the sandwhiches I packed while listening to my piece. I'm breaking it into a pieces to get its exactly note, imagining my finger laying down to a keyboard as the piece continuously playing. My eyes are closed to feel the music and hear the story behind it.
Mozart… Fill me your emotions… Let your piece talk to me…
I didn't notcie the bell rang due to the intense focus on memorizing the score. Gwen repeatedly calls my name but I didn't notice it. She unplugs my earphone and pause the music. "You're too focused, you didn't noticed that the bell rang a minute ago!" she said. "Oh… Sorry, I didn't hear you ehe." I apologize. "Pack your things and let's go!"
After I packed my lunch bag, someone suddenly walked at my back, it's not just someone, it is more than that.
Right… It's my known-rival… It is Jiro Herima…
"Hey… Isn't that… Jiro Herima who walked at your back earlier?" she asks while walking at the aisle of high-school hall.
"Yup!" I respond.
"I heard a rumore that he's not an ordinary performer who plays piano, you'd better watch his performance!" Gwen said.
"That's not rumor, it's basically a truth. We crossed a path when we're at our elementary days." I stated.
"Oh… I see…?" She hesitated reply.
"You can't remember? You're there too, at Musical Theatre." I explain.
"Ehh?… Can't remember a thing…"
"Performer No. 3, remember?" I asks.
"Ohh! I remember it now!!"
"The one who turned a boring stage into an intense dramatic one! Everyone feel his emotions back then!" she added. "Bring back memory, huh!..." she whispher.
"Yeah! You got it right!" I said.
I hope I'll get to see him playing in intramural…
I want to see what a 3 year old boy back then will bring today
I wish we'll get to know each other…
If it happen… I'll do all of my best and let my music resonate through his mind and heart… Find my feelings… Feel my music…
"Okay class, get your assignment!" my teacher said before she start her lesson.
After this, I'll sneak into the music room and borrow their piano!…
"Okay class, dismiss!"
"Hazyyy! What did you bring for lunch?" Gwen happily asks. "I haven't bring my lunch today, you may go eat without me, I'm planning to play in the music room though." I answered. "Are you out of your mind? You must take your lunch!" She said. "But—" "No. You must eat before you play! Let's go, I'll treat you!" She interfere.
While eating our lunch, the speaker around the campus suddenly plays. It's connected to the music room where they broadcast. Someone plays piano at music room. It melodies quickly fills the canteen. Some student stops their business to hear the gentle sound of a piano, some are falling in love with it.
It's odd… Playing a gently modern music… All of me by John Legend…
Who's behind it badly falling in love with?… It's been play but not like how it is supposed to play… It's no John Legend anymore… Then who is it? Whose piece is this?
It's beautiful… It blocks all of my negative thoughts…
I can't help my tears… It's flowing out of my eyes…
"It is you right? Jiro…" I whispers.
I know
You were here
… Look at me… I am
A reflection of this scale…
Can you hear it? Let yourself hear
How marvelous I am! I knew you were there
… This piece is not just an ordinary piece… Did your
Tear falls like a waterfall? That's right! Let
Your emotion be it! I will be back
…again to bring you down!
Better be prepare!
Hazel Sevilla
!!!!!