warm autumn breeze It carried away the scent of the red trees from outside. Gently caressing the window frame of the classroom in the evening.

while the cheering sound from the field below at the end of class Fluttering up with the whirling wind. Accompanied in the background is the sound of a single instrument that reverberates within. It sounded like whispers from people far away.

The music room was empty at this time, with only a big black piano and a high school boy. who was playing a beautiful song through the tips of two slender fingers

With a tall, slender figure, he looked sassy and different from his dark image a year ago, like he was a different person. When you're sitting behind your favorite piano It looked as elegant as a painting by a solo artist under the setting sun.

Bright eyes stared at the note in front of him through the lenses of thick-rimmed glasses. But right now his mind is drifting to a faraway place.

The sound of music transmitted from white hands causing a dreamy chime to echo throughout the hallway. Cast a spell on students passing by to make them listen. and secretly peeked from time to time But it seemed like the person who was so caught up in his emotions didn't even notice.

Melodies that blend together perfectly between the strict and serious pattern of his own And the hot and bright emotions that had previously been received from 'someone' had become the privilege that this young school representative possessed alone.

Like just one important gift that was left to him on the other side

But recently No matter how you play it out I suddenly felt that there was always a missing part.

It was as if each note had been abandoned...unable to convey the emotions that I had thought about.

At first, I thought it was because of lack of interest. It might be because I myself am not good enough. So he could only practice diligently throughout the morning and evening like that.

Trying hard every day Practicing for months Until the fingers are beautiful Blistering with wounds Until I had to wrap it in a bandage I don't know how many times. Just to reach for the melody I had hoped for

...but in the end, there was only water left.

Sunlight filtering through the red bushes It has moved down more than half.

Just as the young pianist's strength began to fade.

Damp sweat beaded on his exhausted face. After hours of squeezing the sound out of the piano,

I don't know when the piano sound stopped. along with a strange sadness that settled within his heart But the young man couldn't tell what exactly it was.

'You still haven't gotten it today?'

He gently closed the key cover. Smirking to himself To this day, there is still no answer as usual.

He suddenly stood up from his chair sadly. Store various items Prepare to go home

...but suddenly

A gust of wind like an out-of-season gust of wind came crashing through the large window!

Pulling the thin curtains to wave. Fluttering upwards as it touched the mysterious breeze.

A gust of wind blew away the stacks of notes lying around. to be scattered throughout the room in chaos

The black and white language of musicians fluttering in the wind. It floated around like it was alive before slowly falling like rain. One by one, it sailed past the young man's face. It was as if he wanted him to think back to the past where 'the two' used to be side by side.

And in that moment His eyes suddenly saw the back of another girl. In the direction where the wind turns

...That person I almost forgot!

The young man unconsciously reached out his hand. It was like being in a trance that only the two of them could understand.

Senior!

His name is 'Nakamura Ryo'.

Newly transferred first-year high school juniors last year

I only heard rumors that he was a good student. and smart as hell Entered this school with a first-rate test score.

which in the beginning I saw the teachers in the teacher's room all excited. Probably intending to make him a model student. Building a reputation for various schools

But that was until the child's hidden background was discovered.

"I'm just a lost kid. Don't expect anything from me."

Sad smile in the teacher's room It's a request that you don't expect anything from him again.

He was just a kid who ran away from home. He came to live in a distant relative's house here because he had a quarrel with his parents who had mistreated him since he was a child.

They wanted him to be a doctor like his father. He personally doesn't know what he wants. But he was forced to stay within the framework that his family had planned for him.

In the end, it ended with the poor little child. Decided to pursue my dreams in this small rural town. It takes quite a bit of bravery for someone to do that.

As a quiet person He wasn't very good at speaking, spending his days immersed in books that he was interested in. Everyone slowly drifted away from him as time passed. And the stories about him were just a faint blur. That soon everyone forgot.

Until one evening I forgot my violin in the music room because I was playing with friends. So have to go back there again.

In the hallway of a small school It should be quiet when the sun is about to set. But there was the sound of a musical instrument coming from the room I was heading towards. It's the sound of an old piano. It's just there to decorate the music room. that I am the only member But today, it came to life by someone else's hand.

Looking inside, he saw that the young man was playing music alone, while beside him were piles of music theory books, open and full of notepads. The atmosphere looked like an experimenter's. It's more than just a musician's.

The sound of the metronome behind the old piano ticks and ticks rhythmically to give him the perfection he wanted.

Picture of the effort in front Made me not dare to interrupt.

I could only listen quietly from the space between the doors.

Whether it's the proportions or the notes that are played, every part is perfect. It sounds like it was played straight from the original, without any distortion. Even I, who took the violin on stage as a child, was in awe of his machine-like precision.

But after listening for a while I felt a strange feeling.

When you hear the same piece of music over and over It's as if this child I wanted to add that kind of richness to just one moment of the song.

After listening to it ten times in loop, the song still doesn't play past the first part. I was already running out of patience. So he stepped in to interrupt the soloist.

“This is playing on repeat like this. And when will the song end?”

That question may sound blunt. because of frustration

But that shocked the other party. Instead, it was me who appeared when he didn't expect it.

The bespectacled young man's expression was awkward, trying to hide the books and piles of papers. The pianist's solemn expression from just a moment ago made me burst out laughing.

And that was the beginning of us getting to know each other.

Every day after school The sound of the piano will be waiting for me in the same room, along with a young man with glasses who has just discovered himself. I want to travel in the music field.

He asked me to be his mentor.

which is actually the handwriting of the person That comes with full diligence. You hardly need any guidance from me.

All he had to do was let go of his perfectionism. and recognize what is called emotion in order to convey it through song and only his own writings

But who would have thought that...

It was more difficult than expected. To the point where I myself have to shake my head.

“Do you...don't understand happiness?” I asked him with a frown one evening. When we talked about the different moods of songs Inside the music room

"In the past, I always felt indifferent. I rarely felt anything special."

“What about this song that's playing? What kind of mood do you think of?" This cheerful song Don't say it's a lullaby.

"...Calm and still?" The younger man tilted his head in confusion.

"Sigh...."

No, it shouldn't be that the mood of this guy's music is always dull like this.

You have to let him feel more emotions than this.

"this"

"Are you free this Saturday? Please come together."

Saturday morning, I arrived at the train station. which was an appointment ahead of time

Her long black hair was tied back into a ponytail, blowing in the wind. Accepting the blue and white skirt that I had to choose for hours to find the perfect match, my face was covered with a thin layer of makeup. Get light pink lips with white skin. My own... What exactly am I trying this hard for?

When walking in the station for a while Suddenly saw that person coming from afar. Even though today there were actually many people on the platform.

A tall, slender bespectacled young man in a dark blue shirt was walking this way, looking a bit nervous.

He turned left and right. Probably looking for someone this way as well.

Not a long time has passed. When our eyes meet The young man was completely silent, as if in a trance.

Suddenly he stopped walking like that. Until it had to be me who slowly Walk towards

'Huh! Don't be alarmed, young man. This is just beginning.'

"Is indifference still good? Hmm, Nakamura-kun~" I said teasingly to my younger sibling who was now trying to turn away. Then he averted his eyes...but his ears turned slightly red.

“Whatever you call it. Don't forget it. Keep it safe,” I said, acting cool like the adults.

While his face was hot, his own cloth did not go unnoticed. A hand was extended.

Take this younger generation's hand. Into a world he had never experienced before

We spent the day together inside a small department store.

Even if it's just a normal high school girl's romp, like I've done I don't know how many times.

But when I came with a young boy who I'm immersed in books. Suddenly it felt like everything was new to both of us.

An expression that I had never seen before. has been conveyed through various things that we do together

The young man's bright face People who chew cheeseburgers with chubby cheeks happily As if this was the first time who have ever tasted the rich taste of fast food The family had originally forbidden them to touch it.

Or the gentle look in your eyes In front of the kids in the music store that glowed in his direction While playing a song through a clear piano Play along with the melody of my new violin. Until it was able to stop the eyes of everyone in the store and be impressed by the small live performance. Both of us

Until reaching the colorful game machine zone But it made a loud noise. That makes us stuck together until we forget time.

and that rabbit doll that we have been trying to hold together for a long time And the one who shouted loudly when we did

A wide range of emotions in each period Looking at it, it's no different from all the different tones of notes. Decorate on a blank page. both of us

While behind your own smile Suddenly, a wish appeared unexpectedly.

'I really want to stay and see what's going on with this junior.'

No matter what kind of mood or feeling he has. I think I want to stay and watch it live like this for a long time.

I want to know the destination of this shining boy. How beautiful the scenery will bring to the eyes of an ordinary girl like me who doesn't even have a dream. And the goal is definitely the same as his own.

But...when I realized that our life clocks were not the same from the beginning. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

...Because I still have one secret that I don't plan on telling anyone.

Even though I had really never thought much about this matter before.

But inside my heart I started to feel dizzy. Anyway, I don't know.

"Senior?"

"Are you sick somewhere?" His face looked worried. Probably because I saw that I had been quiet for a long time.

As the parfait in front of me had somewhat melted,

"Ah..."

"Oh...nothing. Just a little tired." I waved my hand. Don't let him pay attention.

Before rushing to scoop out liquid ice cream Put it in front of your mouth and smile at the other person.

...I want to end this matter alone. I refuse to be a burden to others.

It's unbelievable that How will my travel plans work this well?

Not long ago The sound of music flowing through that child's fingertips can really transmit deep emotions It is no longer a bland, emotionless melody.

Both his face and posture slowly Change into a confident person sparkling eyes and smile more often

Until I, who was secretly watching from a distance I'm still amazed. How can a person change so much?

And that was a sign that he was ready.

...for the final gift that I want to give to him

"Is it a contest?"

"That's right."

I handed out a colorful flyer. Decorated with musical instrument patterns, looks cute. which has details of the competition for him

The rules are simple. That is, just pick two classic songs that you like. to play a duet between piano and violin on stage

But that's what makes this competition a little special. That is, there is something called The 'surprise moment' involves having both contestants compose notes on their own instruments. Then insert it into any part of the song that the contestant has chosen.

The minimum length was set at 16 bars to test the creativity of the artist duo.

All of this will be given for only 2 months after this.

A competition that not only tests playing skills But it also tests your understanding of the emotions of the original songs.

It's like the last wall. that he should be able to overcome it

...before my time runs out

"Please be my partner, Nakamura."

A hand has already reached out. The only thing left is whether the other party will respond or not.

facial expression of young man with glasses perfectionist A hint of worry clearly appeared. You may think that you are not good enough.

...but soon a soft smile appeared. and grab the hand of this side

"Please take care of me...senpai."

That hand has been accepted. But I gripped it tighter. Then he smiled evilly.

"...but there is one condition."

"...Ah!?"

to make sure He'll get over that last barrier...I gave the additional stipulation that we would write 16 bars, three different versions of each song. This means that we will have to compose 16 bars, totaling 6 sections, for both competition songs.

And the important thing is I won't tell him which one to use. Until the moment I actually took it out and played it on stage.

...This is what it's called. A real 'surprise'

“Senpai, have you gone crazy?!” The other party shrieked. Showing a face of fear without concealing it.

It's not strange that he would say that. To the point that the song he composed himself has never written even a single bar.

I know that for him It must be a very heavy burden.

...But this way, I'm beginning to run out of time as well.

Especially during this time, I have to keep my face away. Frequently disappears at the hospital Just so he wouldn't know.

Just want to make sure I leave everything to you. To have tested like this

'Please feel sorry for me because I can't tell you anything.'

My pale hand slowly loosened, moving up to touch the other's face.

"I believe you can do it. But do you believe it or not?"

My eyes looked deep into the eyes of my junior...

'Please accept this spoiled request of mine.'

The youth's eyes flickered...when he was directly stared at. It soon calmed down.

Changed into a resolute spark But it hides a gentleness. Like I've never seen before

"I will believe it."

"...senpai"

Since that day We both started practicing hard.

The music room has become a meeting place for everyone. The morning before class at lunchtime and after school until dark

We spend a lot of time practicing, composing, and critically reviewing each other's compositions.

Even a private chat box on your phone. It became a small workplace. Inside was filled with hundreds of long messages. Many with links to songs from the internet that are used to send to each other. Or it's an audio clip of a bar note composed through Then try recording the sound and actually listening to it.

Many melodies It flows into every moment of our daily lives. Until you can hear those sounds even when you're dreaming. while other sounds around The body began to fade as if it were just a background. When we merge with a world that only we understand

One thing went as expected. That is, this junior's work still needs to be improved a lot. Because I still have little experience in the beginning.

But when you see him, he learns quickly. After taking many mistakes back in the evening and return again in the morning of the next day. along with melodies that are refined to become more and more beautiful When time passes It started to make me trust me.

His watch, sweat, and determination were nearby. It makes you more confident that I really didn't trust the wrong person.

'Is this the happiness...from trusting someone?'

Nakamura, trust me to choose. 'Surprise part' ourselves when we go on stage Because I believe I know more about the race track than him.

Thankfully, it does put quite a bit of pressure on us.

But no matter what, I want to accept that child's confidence.

'I mustn't make him disappointed in me.'

Time has passed Until the evening before the competition day We summarized everything together one last time as follows.

Starting with a slow song, followed by 3 more surprises that we both prepared, followed by

Another fast song and a surprise part with only 2 remaining options because the young pianist couldn't compose the notes in time.

This is considered complete.

We are ready. For tomorrow's stage

Bright sounds from the bright stage was broadcast through ceiling speakers spread throughout all areas of the race track

beautiful melody Dragging all the way to the preparation room. There are contestants sitting side by side in rows waiting to be called out in order.

Not even in the women's bathrooms of the contestants. There's no one here but me right now.

An image of myself in a pristine white dress reflected in the mirror. Get your long, wavy black hair to go with a beautiful dress that's sewn with a lace pattern. But the wearer's skin now turned pale. To the point where I myself am still shocked.

Today will be a memorable day for all the contestants.

But until recently I thought it probably wasn't mine anymore.

His whole body suddenly began to feel weak. Maybe it's because I've been training too hard lately...to the point of reaching my limit.

Even though he had prepared medicine to take before going on stage as ordered,

But suddenly I felt like I was dizzy. Until he had to quickly run away and hide in the bathroom so that no one would see him.

Both hands were pale and numb. emotionless As I held it tight in pain

Can't let it end like this!

I frantically tried to dig things out of my handbag. Want to make sure you haven't forgotten to take any pills?

But there was no hope...every packet had been unwrapped and used.

'Is there nothing that can help?!'

I turned the entire bag upside down on the sink. Shaking everything in there, it came out helpless.

Suddenly...I felt something hidden behind the secret compartment of the bag that hadn't fallen out with anything else.

When you open it, look. It was found to be a small dark brown glass bottle. It had something similar to a child's liquid medicine in it.

Drinks with a green lightning bolt on the label that adults like to drink while working all night

...If the doctor finds out, he'll definitely kill me. But there's probably only this way.

...hope this one can be used.

“Senior,” he greeted with a worried expression on his face. When you see me walking slowly Return to our seats

"Is something wrong? Why is your face so pale?”

“Just a little excited. It's nothing." I replied nonchalantly, not wanting to distract him.

Before sitting down slowly and stared at the TV screen on the wall showing the image of competitor No. 7 actively playing the second song.

...before feeling the warm touch on your own forehead From the other's hand, it was gently attached.

"Senpai is very cold." His voice was low and serious. It came clearly from the seat next to me.

The difference is already there.

Silence fell upon both of us.

That fraction of a second In his head, he must be unhappy. I'm thinking about many things. Definitely not necessary.

Even though it was really because of my own selfishness. So that caused him trouble.

Will you be disappointed? I didn't even dare to turn around and make eye contact.

...I hardly know what to say next.

“Or are we going to withdraw…” A cold voice broke the silence between us.

...And the way that idiot said those words so easily It was the most infuriating.

"Don't talk nonsense!" I slapped his hand away. until the other party was taken aback by shock

"We've tried this hard. And how can you give up so easily?!”

My screams were loud enough that others turned to look. But I chose to ignore it.

Young pianist's expression Looking at it was distressing. But he refused to avert his eyes. I don't plan on backing out this way either.

"Then seniors, let's get some sleep..."

"cannot!"

"If you don't listen carefully to their songs, Then you will choose..."

"If you're still stubborn like this Please invite your seniors to the stage alone!"

He interrupted me harshly. Like I've never heard before. He rose up indifferently. before walking towards the preparation room door

"Ugh..don't go."

I tried to grab his sleeve. But his strength weakened. Because of the harsh tone of the other party's voice, he let him walk away and disappear into the background. As for me, I just sat with my head down. I really thought it was over.

Since time immemorial, all of this has just been my selfishness.

everything that has passed It might not mean anything to him at all.

When you think like that A sharp pain shot into his chest.

All you can do is sit with your head down. He closed his eyes and looked at the ground like that.

I knew in my heart that I had no right to hold him back.

I don't know how long I sat there like that.

...until

"Pukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk"

A voice sounded from the seat next to me with the pillow on my bed. Which I don't know where I got it from, it appears in his lap.

"Last chance, Senpai." His voice was harsh. But it's trembling. ringing at the side

“There are 7 pairs left before it's our turn. Please get some sleep."

"but..."

"Don't you believe... anymore?" The voice became more and more trembling.

When I look up I saw bloodshot eyes. Moisten with clear water. Through the lenses of the other person's glasses

It was a heartbreaking picture. And I really don't want to see it at all.

So I could only swallow. Then lay down and lie down.

gossip Spread around the room as I lay there like that.

At that time, I tried not to think about anything at all. Just close your eyes and try to adjust your breathing quietly

'I will definitely not let that guy's efforts go to waste.'

A while has passed. When entering the realm of peace I began to feel a warmth within me that slowly faded away. Come back little by little Meanwhile, the numbness in the side began to strangely improve.

It will be because of the effect of that drink. Or why exactly?

I secretly looked closely at the other person's expression. in a sideways position on his lap Meanwhile, the youth's face looked straight ahead. Listen intently to the songs of the competitors, one pair at a time. You must be thinking of helping to lighten the burden of this path.

And when we accidentally made eye contact The young man immediately turned away.

So I had to let him lie down and look straight ahead. I would be able to see that face a little more clearly, and then see that the cheeks were flushed red. Even in a very cold room because of the air conditioner

When you know you can't look away again The young man just closed his eyes. Before saying this

"If I don't close my eyes, will I be able to be calm?"

"I don't want it...this is better than anything."

"...Then that's good."

"This...just now, I'm sorry."

"And then..."

"thank you"

A cough from a young female employee at work called out to both of us. It made me jump and I sat back down in no time.

"Couple number 14, please get ready backstage."

We both stood behind a blackout curtain. As darkness covers the whole area

When listening to the blended music The loud noises on the other side began to make my heart beat faster.

These high and low notes Arranged into various melodies of a musical couple who are dedicated to it like it's their whole world. It's so bright No matter how many times I listen to it, I never feel bored.

It wasn't long before the beautiful music ended.

Followed by loud applause. Makes you know that there are hundreds of thousands of viewers out there.

To stand still stay cool But if you observe carefully You could see that beads of sweat had appeared on the young man's face. And that hand was clearly shaking.

This is his first live stage performance. There are also many people waiting to hear this song.

Tremendous pressure was piled up. while gradually losing confidence Probably starting to make you feel how small you are. Compared to the vast world in front of us

Is there any way? That will make you free from this fear.

'Feeling that you're not good enough'

While I was still thinking about what to do When I realized it, my hand reached out and grabbed my trembling hand.

"...Ah!"

"No matter what anyone says, Just don't pay any attention to it."

“This is our stage. Just looking at me is enough."

I spoke up. while the eyes are still looking straight ahead

before the other party closed their eyes and squeezed his hand tightly as an answer.

Golden light shines and sparkles. As we fill this stage with our melodies

The rows of seats were packed with thousands of people. They were silent. My heart was focused on just two musicians.

Our first song started slowly. With the young man's piano playing simple chords and was inserted with a bright violin, adding a warm atmosphere. But it's quiet and lonely inside.

Although in the beginning Nakamura played a bit stiffly. Probably because I woke up at the race track.

But when the eyes look this way that are watching His heart soon calmed down and he was able to pass along the music notes smoothly.

Our first slow song It went incredibly well. At the end I start the note with the second option. which focuses on brightness Then have the younger generation play together and follow closely behind.

When he looked at the committee table They were also impressed that we chose a surprise part that was clearly different from the other contestants. I wouldn't have thought that this way they would put something like that in a slow song. If you hadn't gone through countless trials and errors, you probably wouldn't have been able to do it.

The rhythm of the music began to speed up. When entering the second song This is a difficult song that requires quite a high level of playing skill.

'breeze'

That is the name of the author. Named for his last piece of music.

Songs that weave various emotions together, such as cheerfulness, sadness, happiness, and pain.

I have heard that the author Dress it up in the season when the wind blows. Which makes me think of someone who has passed through my life.

The piece was composed in his last days. To want to leave a trace of that person in the sound of the wind

When I started to find my way in the second song

both accuracy and the stability of the young man's hands began to return. until playing naturally

No, I'd say it's better than when I practiced. The melody sounded incredibly resonant and powerful.

The face of a young pianist Changes according to the mood of the music Similar to the changing of the seasons As our two hands weave those stories through the melody

His confidence as usual in the music room Starting to return little by little

and completely transformed this stage into ours

That light from his body was so bright. When you touch it up close Until I myself couldn't take my eyes off.

'I really want to stop this time.'

I slowly closed my eyes. While dancing with the sound of a violin and release the music to the melody of the other party

I want to embrace this feeling for as long as possible.

...as if this was my own final stage.

And not for long The song comes to the end, which sounds lonely. before gradually stopping

...without any applause

Because of that silence is part of it

This song left a mysterious silence after it ended.

...the emptiness on the five lines that ordinary people You may not know why it's there.

We were both speechless on stage. While counting the music room through the silence in my heart

And then... came the final test of Nakamura Ryo.

I looked at my partner through the silence. As he looked back

A soft smile on a face that looked somewhat tired. but also filled with happiness like never seen before

Makes you know that He was ready for the final 'surprise' I was going to give him.

My mischievous smile Making the other side's face lose color It's like you can read this way's thoughts.

'Please don't, senior.'

...It seems like it's like that.

'Please listen to her improvisation* (improving notes while playing without prior preparation).'

clear violin sound Cutting through the silence

With a song that the other party didn't expect

Third option has been played out!

The most complex and difficult melody to perform today. Sing out quickly Until it makes my fingers hurt.

His long hair waved and waved with the force of the bow. As I squeeze it out

Emotions like a storm Raging towards my partner. It can be compared to our past time.

Like a seasonal storm that hits a tree that has no fruit.

...and when the day comes that flowers begin to bloom This bad wind would eventually disappear.

His time was only 4 bars.

If you plan to enter, it must be after.

Suddenly

The sound of the piano blended in at an unexpected moment!

"...Ah!"

beautiful musical notes that was well woven To match the sound of my violin

It perfectly injected brightness and brilliance into this sorrowful melody!

'This isn't improvisation!?'

When I turned to look at the source of the sound I got the answer from those eyes.

'It's not just one senior. There's a surprise.'

gulp...

Is it like this?

He had kept this matter secret all this time. Until now?

In the past, this person has kept an eye on both the manner of using notes. And there are so many melodies that I like?

And still knew until I will also choose the third one in the final episode.

'That kid... knows too well.'

But...

Very beautiful, don't you think?

Our 'breeze'

...Even though I really thought I was ready to leave.

The end of this song slowly approaches. As I remember every melody of it

While we both Interact with music Immersed in the feelings the other person gave to each other.

The notes on our five lines line up together. Until it came to an end at the last sound that was uttered.

...before everything went quiet

Know yourself again...

When the sound of applause and cheers from thousands of viewers throughout our live hall.

The row of judges stood up and applauded loudly for us for a long time.

We both bowed to them. Embrace that feeling of gratitude in your heart. On our stage that shines brighter than any other pair

A precious moment that was only bright for a moment.

I'll never forget it.

The evening breeze of the autumn leaves Caressed on the window sill of a patient room at a famous hospital in Tokyo.

The faint scent of pollen scattered in the howling wind. Gently touching the hair of the high school girl lying by the window. It's like a bouquet of flowers to visit a sick person. that the season gives to you who are gloomy at this time

But that concern...may not reach her. Who looks away into the distance In the direction where the setting sun was shining on the red-orange forest outside. While inside my heart I was still thinking of someone else.

October has come again.

When she realized it, it had almost been 1 year since she had gotten to know that person.

One precious year Very short...and makes you smile every time you think of it.

It's so sad that if it weren't for the disease that I have,

During this important time She would probably be in the room. Originally there was the sound of the other party's piano.

Practice with him a lot. To prepare to enter the finals together with that person in their hometown.

Even though it should be like that But the body was full of scars from the tip of the needle. and dark lips from the medicine circulating in them It started to make that dream further and further away. So much so that I can't see it...I can't remember ever having it.

white room interior which was left alone There were only a few bouquets of visiting flowers scattered in the corners of the room.

Not because There is no one who cares. But he chose to hide his illness from everyone. people at school Because I don't want to be a burden to anyone.

...especially with her own pianist partner.

It's been two months now. that she began to disappear from the other person's life

In the early days of moving to the hospital She tries to keep in touch so that her music can continue. Because in my heart I still hoped that I might be able to go back and stand on that bright stage again.

But it didn't last long. that her condition deteriorated appallingly

Take away the medicine you used to take. began to change to come through a sharp needle and cordage that clings to the entire body Makes you know that there is not much time left.

The hope of being able to stand beside him on stage slowly began to fade.

I could only lie on this bed, slowly watching my dreams being taken away in the white room.

Realize again...even though there's a chance you'll be watching him from afar. As a viewer It has become just a dream that is beyond my reach.

Until now there is only one last hope left. No matter what, it must be done.

is to watch the live broadcast of that person behind the TV screen in front of us

...but I don't know.

...Will I be able to endure it until then?

'I'm sorry, but I can't be your partner anymore.'

That was the last message she sent him. Before deleting all social applications from your phone.

because he was afraid that if he knew the truth It will only serve as a hindrance to your partner.

'I want to leave quietly. Only one person'

I have thought since I was a child that my own time may be less than everyone else's.

And if you have to be the one to leave first I want to leave as little sadness as possible with everyone.

That's what she always believed in. But why when you really have to do it? To feel this much pain

The girl rested her head on her knees. embrace it tightly Try to suppress this bitter feeling

In a state of fatigue from illness and consciousness that is blurred because of the effects of drugs You feel so confused I really don't know what to do.

The clock on the wall indicated that there were only two hours left before entering the operating room. As she tried to swipe the mobile screen Watch many video clips on the internet to calm your mind.

But no matter how many beautiful things you see on the screen, I couldn't get his story out of my head.

Her eyes fluttered. When some guilt starts to creep up from within.

Remind yourself that you are definitely doing something wrong.

'...this is us'

'...Are we really going to separate like this?'

She lowered her eyes, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. When thinking about the chance that the surgery would be successful this time, there was very little.

...and if something happens

This might be your last chance to talk to him.

Applications that were previously used for communication were loaded again.

When you open it up Was met with dozens of notification messages from the other party.

While various conflicting feelings clashed in my head. When looking at that notification number

'If you retreat now, it's still in time'

'Let him go'

To think like that But his fingers were stiff. refuses to close the screen

While the sound of the clock ticking continues It was like a metronome sounding the empty melodies of two people.

The melody behind the silence between them

...What kind of notes will you choose to decorate it with?

and finally

...Fingers pressed down.

She has made up her mind.

That's when...

She realized that In the past, I had always been wrong.

Countless messages appeared before his eyes. Reminds him of how much the past story is engraved in his heart.

Those packed emotions Filled with concern, regret, and confusion from her disappearance without even giving notice.

Short typed messages But I can tell that he must be repressing a lot.

Not worthy of being a doctor. The mood faded the first time I met him.

There were not just text messages in there. But there are many more voice messages. With a message indicating that it was a surprise part of the song by 'Sailom' who had to perform in the final round that he had left composed. But there was no comment from anyone else.

He typed everything he wanted to type. Even though I know it's a one-sided message like a fool

I won't go anywhere.

Until you get an answer from the other side.

'That bastard, don't you even want to listen?' she muttered, not noticing that she was doing the same.

'I thought I'd already found a new partner by now.'

Faint warmth began to appear within my heart When she got to know his feelings through those messages.

She listened to the voicemail, section by section. Listen to the melody of the other party who has been separated for a long time.

In the first clip, the sound was still beautiful and melodious. Even more than when on stage. But when listening to each other continuously According to the time that has passed The mood of the song began to change to become more and more gloomy.

Until finally, it turned into a melody that was completely emotionless. It's as if this author has become numb.

which is the reason for the change

The young girl knew in her heart.

But this was not at all what she had expected.

A precious gift that I thought I had given to you. It has been destroyed and shattered.

...Because of your own hands?

After sorting through the messages until it was close to the current time. I found out that it had been sent a few minutes earlier.

It was a familiar picture by the window of the music room. Where she used to stand there But that person over there had already left him.

"Now I understand."

"Why is the last part of Song of the Wind so empty?"

"When...this song is ours?"

"Will it end?"

"...senpai"

"gulp...!"

Clear water rose to the corners of his eyes. Even if you try to hold it back

"Don't make random interpretations like that, you idiot!"

Inside the girl's heart was broken. He couldn't bear to see the other person's condition like this. As both hands held that message tightly

It hurts that I have done so many wrongs to him. In an angle that I never expected.

'concern'

...Why is it so difficult?

'What is the right thing' when no matter which way you choose It seems like it's all wrong.

The size that I think is really the best I can do. But everything that was hoped for still came crashing down.

Will there be a way? To make him aware of all this in his heart.

...the meaning behind that silence

...that cannot be conveyed through any words

The thin shoulders trembled uncontrollably. As she buried her face in the palm of her hand I don't know what to do anymore.

Suddenly...at the mysterious breeze outside the window in the evening. It came back violently. Until the things in the room were scattered and swaying with the force of the wind. To the point that the young girl had to raise her hand to protect her face and glanced at him.

The evil wind carried the delicate petals of the flowers in the vase. Let it flutter around like a multi-colored butterfly flying off in a far-off direction.

As they watched the multi-colored wind slowly pass away until they were out of sight, they were suddenly reminded of their past times. Filled with a variety of colors

Many memories that cannot be erased No matter how much time has passed

"...Ah!"

It was then that the girl began to understand the true meaning of 'wind'.

But then I had to close my eyes.

I don't know if it's too late or not.

at that place of theirs If he were to experience this wind

Will it be communicated to you or not?

Silence returned to the music room once again.

After a small storm The evening had just recently passed.

The music room is empty. Only a young boy was left. The person standing in front of a pile of white paper was dazzled.

Music notes scattered all over the floor Looking at it, it's no different from my own past that was written through those songs.

He gently picked them up one by one. As the memories were seen, each piece slowly began to fit together.

A picture of myself with that person Arranged from the beginning We've been through many stories together. Still etched in memory

He could never really forget those stories. But these days we have to pretend we don't see it. Just so that you don't have to feel it.

But even if you do that...a song flows from both hands. It's so ridiculous. and feel numb every time I have to avoid thinking about it

Lately I've started to hate myself. When confidence in a person was slowly eroded away From the ripples of time While there was only silence left by the other party in lieu of an answer.

I've been patiently waiting until October.

There is only one month left to prepare until the finals.

But...there was still no trace of the other party.

How much have you tried to search for it in the past? Didn't find anything. Just like those friends of hers who are now giving up. Forgetting your story one by one Trying to start a new life It was as if those things had never happened to them.

He never blamed those people.

Because if it was before It would probably go away like that. Probably wouldn't be a little indifferent about things like this.

By now he would probably find a new violinist partner. and have been practicing for the competition for a long time

...I don't understand at all.

That having been done to this extent, what is the point of still waiting?

But when the slender hand reached the violin note of the other party's wind song,

You have to put it on hold...

When looking at the melody Filled with many stories From that familiar handwriting again

Suddenly...that woman's face in each moment came back. So it makes you understand.

...Eyes behind thick-framed glasses lowered. with a sad smile

It's because of 'trust' that I'm waiting like a fool like this.

Amidst the tortured silence... there were only short words. That's all. that makes this hand refuse to let go

Promise yourself repeatedly And where will you refuse to go?

Until the other party says enough is enough. and let go of my own hands

pictures of her past Still coming in and out. The whole face when smiling Or is it the serious determination of the other party? There was so much that there was a spark of light from that girl. It makes you feel that The past story isn't a lie.

'Whatever you call this. Don't forget it. Keep it safe'

'I believe you can do it, but do you believe it or not?'

'This is our stage. Just looking at me is enough'

'We've tried this hard. How can I give up so easily!'

The hand clenched tighter and tighter. Crushing the note that was like a promise between the two of them until it was crushed.

...while feeling like I was being abandoned by the person I trusted the most.

"Don't be kidding me!"

He swept the pieces of paper away with the feelings he was holding onto inside. Helplessly burying my face in my palms.

How much more will he have to bear? As time goes on The more I felt that I was completely useless.

Suddenly...

Notification sound from mobile phone Behind the piano, he regained consciousness.

As the youth hurriedly scrambled up from the ground, Go grab your cell phone. It's like the last hope.

When I read the message, I found that it really came from a violinist.

But it turned out to be a different person from what I had hoped for.

"So you haven't sent the name of your own violinist yet?"

The owner of the message is a rival female violinist from another school. who met during the last competition

"If you don't send it quickly, your rights will be disqualified."

A young boy sat and watched the other side. I'm typing quietly. Without having answered anything yet

"Here you are..."

"Still waiting for him?"

"Umm," he replied simply.

"Nakamura, I'm not saying anything."

"but..."

"Never mind. Just typing to say that there is another junior playing my violin."

"It just happened that her partner was sick and in the hospital so she couldn't compete."

"...In any case, going with that girl wouldn't be bad either. That girl is quite skilled.”

"Even if I can't fight...that Himeno-senpai of yours."

"But it's better than being disqualified."

"If you agree, I'll give you a contact number from that side."

"If you've made up your mind, hurry up and talk to me."

“I will be waiting to see your partner on the final stage. Don't be disappointed."

Silence descended again. As the young man looked at the message silently,

Just say yes. You can really move forward. But his fingers didn't send out the message.

Because I am so confident that no matter what, I will probably get an answer from the other side.

When opening a text chat between them I found that the other party had already opened and read the message.

...but there's still no answer.

'...Are we really going to end up like this?'

He just sat and stared at the chat room. that had only its own message for a long time

But then...suddenly The screenshot suddenly changed to a phone call from the other party!

He hesitated for a moment.

...Listen to the ringing sound slowly passing through your ears. to make sure

Starting to feel like the story in front of us might not be true.

until...

"Hello, Ryo-kun."

"Senior"

"Even now, why..."

Many words flowed within him. I don't know what to say before or after. When in front of the other person who has wanted to talk for a long time

But then she was forbidden. It was as if the long fingers were closing on his lips.

"Shh!"

"There's not much time left."

"Please listen to me carefully, Ryo."

A smooth voice from the other side Makes him confused and unable to do anything. I don't know what the other side wants to say.

...but when it started then I understood

When the song of Sai Som being played by a violin floats out from the other end of the line. With a beautiful melody like the ones I've often heard. Inside this room

But this time Instead, it sounded different. When that sound was as faint as a faint breeze that was weak and could disappear at any moment.

Such a beautiful mass of emotions but light as a feather Singing continuously until the end of the song, where there is only silence again.

He didn't know that behind the silence, There will be a melody waiting. Is it on the other side?

I just kept quiet. Waiting for the other party to slowly Reveal that thing yourself.

I really want to know after all this. How will she write this story next?

...And then the voice he had been waiting for actually came out.

Each note that formed a bright melody from those hands...was slowly conveyed. But strangely stable Create a sweet melody to lull a young boy. With notes strung together to form the unique accent of a familiar girl.

A bright song... composed in harmony with the melody of her pianist duet, which was filled with sorrow at this time.

And that chime has filled the other party's writing with sparks of hope from you

To the point of being able to bring the songs back to life. That same thing again!

The young man's eyes widened. When listening to poetry that is more brilliant than ever before of people who have been waiting for a long time

And that's when I realized then that No matter how much you practice, Never once was able to keep up with this senior.

There is still much to learn from her.

...and really want to be together with this girl forever.

After the song instead of the other party's words gradually ended beautifully and flawlessly.

The young man unconsciously smiled.

"I'm back, senpai."

he asked, hope filling his heart.

But the other side was quiet again.

"I'm sorry, Ryo."

"That is..."

"There's one thing I want to tell you..."

The young boy listened to the other's secrets that had always been hidden. Answer it in the smoothest voice possible.

As he watched the dream in front of him be taken away again.

"Are you angry...or not?"

Her voice began to shake. Too much to hide

Just as many emotions were flowing in the young man's heart. It's too much to put into words.

...but because I know this girl well.

...And how can I make him angry?

Seeing this condition of her I know that right now there is another matter that is more important than any other.

So I tried to distill it all out. With the softest voice

"Senior..."

"Can you promise me one thing?"

"Don't give up," the young man's voice began to shake.

"Huh.....uh!"

And it looks like that heart It will be sent to the other party as well.

"I have to go."

"See you later, Ryo."

The end of the line was cut off...

Before the young man gradually Wearily, I put my phone down next to me.

I don't know when I started sitting on the floor.

There was no strength to even stand up.

"...vigorous"

while letting the clear water droplets behind the frames fall onto the pile of their notes.

"I'll wait."

"Senior"

The breeze that came with the cool air had returned once again. while the pure white fluff that has been falling from the sky continuously since the beginning of the season It has plastered the outskirts of a small town live music hall. to become completely white in the end

December has arrived.

And even though the bitter cold Until it makes you shiver and smoke comes out of your mouth. will prevent anyone from Want to leave the house at a time like this?

But there were still many people hanging out. Crowded together outside this building. In order to come and watch the important music competition that is held on a grand scale only once a year.

final round Selected only 10 of the best pianist and violin pairs of the year to compete on this stage.

There were many people in the live performance room. Talking happily about your favorite artist couples. With a face that sparkles It's like they're the ones who inspire them.

which is one of the most talked about pairs It was seen to be a pair of young men with glasses. and another senior violinist It looks like it will be a dark horse in the competition this time.

With a song that is unique and unlike any other and hot melodies Until the referee had to stand up and applaud.

For this reason, this seventh competitor is catching the eye of many people.

The chatter suddenly quieted down. When the president puts on a suit to officially open the ceremony

And not long after that...the finals began.

The sound of the two instruments play in harmony It reverberated throughout this bright performance hall.

With a longer period of time than in the qualifying round This time it features three classic songs followed by a surprise 32-bar segment, double the number compared to last time.

Due to the preparation time which is quite long, 3 months after the qualifying round. has made the melodies that come out have incredible power to hypnotize the audience Because the contestants can perform the techniques All that was practiced without restraint.

until creating excitement in the audience Continuing the work that has been refined very well

This is not an amateur stage.

Every note must be meticulously thought out. before broadcasting

There aren't any pairs. that does not allow even a single note of error to escape

Accuracy becomes the norm When on stage, the creativity of the work is measured.

The strong and powerful music continued until the seventh duet, which many had been waiting for.

Two musicians walked out from behind the red curtain.

Brought with him is a tall, bespectacled young man, 'Nakamura Ryo'.

Followed by a small but elegant girl with twintail hair.

Everyone was shocked when she wasn't Himeno Ai, the person they used to be with.

'What happened to them!?'

Whispers rang out everywhere. When they didn't meet the violinist they expected

But the young man walked towards the center of the stage in a steady manner.

Create an atmosphere around the young man right now. It looked completely different from the previous round.

He looked strangely calmer...

Contrary to the pair of violinists who were feeling nervous. From the eyes of those watching around who looked disappointed even before they started playing

"Think of it as playing like we practiced."

"Don't pay attention to your surroundings. Just looking at me is enough."

The young man said softly to his partner. With words that someone once taught

"Yes...Senpai!" She responded to his smile. With a spark of determination before he walked over to the back of the black piano.

...and then their song began

A clear note cuts through the violin bow first. With a fast, steady rhythm, the lines come out flawlessly. Causing cheers from the audience. Seeing that the girl's skills were not inferior to the one she had replaced in the slightest,

The girl's twintails waved to the rhythm. On the five lines where each other's piano sounds accompany each other and fill them with color. Creating a warm atmosphere that surrounded their stage.

Beautiful melody was sung from a perfect pairing that no one expected. Played with a strong and bright note, not inferior to any competing couple.

While the songs alternately playing slow and fast, Make an impression on the viewers And every second that passes It makes me feel frightened that I'm getting closer and closer to the end. The songs of the two that are still beautifully woven together It came to the end of the show that everyone was waiting for.

which is the surprise part which is at the end of the song "Sailom"

...their last song

As the silence at the end of the song covered the entire stage and everyone was still waiting with bated breath...

"Himari-san, would you like to write some kind of surprise part for Wind Song?"

The new pianist duo asked her. Since the beginning who agreed to pair together Inside the music practice room

"Eh... are you asking me this too...?"

“I have to ask, since we're a couple. How can you let me have fun alone with you?"

“But I'm not good at composing songs. In the past, the pianist duo has always helped write."

"Then tell me the mood you want to play in." I'll help you look at it."

"Is...is it good?"

"Then it must be a feeling of 'thank you'."

"Uh...well...I wanted to dress it for my partner who couldn't come."

She stammered in response. while making a gesture of touching their index fingers together and looking away.

"...Then agree to that."

"Huh? Why is it so easy!?"

"I...I don't really want to write anything in particular."

"I'll help you do as you ask."

His eyes flickered slightly. Before answering that question

But he couldn't escape the eyes of the sensitive girl.

"Senpai...is not very good at lying."

"It must be very important...that person."

"...Ummm."

The notes after the long silence has been played out

A song filled with feelings that the two of them wrote together.

It was a special melody that made everyone's eyes lit up when they heard it.

It's not just because it's brilliantly beautiful.

But they felt that there was someone they wanted to hear. Suddenly appeared on this stage again!

...somewhere...in those five lines

Instead, there really was a familiar voice singing inside. But I don't know where it is hidden.

There will only be composers behind the piano. that remembers every melody of the other party And inserting those stories into the song, only those who know

Finally… the young man understood the deeper meaning of that silence.

Even though I can't stay here But the other's voice would remain in his heart and everyone who heard it.

And this is 'thank you' in the meaning of the person who wants to give it to that person who is very far away.

...Will it be sent to you or not?

young boy's eyes Looking away into the distance

As their hands weave their stories through the song of the wind

...until the last note that will still resonate in everyone's hearts.

...before the loud sound of clapping From the overflowing crowd, thousands of spectators will pour in from the rows.

As the two of them bowed to them Keep that impression quiet. In my heart I'm alone

The photo booth after the event closed was crowded with many people crowding in from left to right.

The young man was not good at being in crowded places.

But when I saw the eager face Of the people who came and asked to take pictures with the two of them, they only had to smile in front of the camera.

In his hand, the younger man held the silver cup tightly as if he was afraid it would fall away. A picture of the other person smiling happily Drawing a smile on the boy's face without realizing it.

After the chaos had passed, she said goodbye to him and asked to go back to celebrate with her family first.

while he chose to sit quietly. Alone in the live performance hall To absorb the atmosphere of this competition

Looking down at the winner's photo booth I saw that she was the one who sent me a message last month.

She smiled back at me this way. while still having to deal with an overwhelming number of fans Along with many more gifts, skillfully as if it were normal.

While inside I was still thinking about how good it would be. If the people in the song could sit here side by side

The young man lowered his eyes.

Sometimes success can seem undervalued. If there is no important person there to admire it together

Until a voice called out to him.

With a bouquet of colorful hydrangea flowers which was filled with meaning that was presented to him

"I'm a bit tired, Ryo-kun."

Someone once said Music has meaning because of the silence between the notes. And it may be the same with many people's stories. that the silence that occurred Just to make the previous melodies full of meaning.

And when the silence All the suffering between the two people had ended.

The melody after that...

I want it to be beautiful. And let it last for a long time.

Sometimes the most valuable thing It might just be someone's hand waiting for us on the other side.

If you're lucky I have encountered it. Please don't let go of that hand.

Take good care of it.

The end.