"What do you think, Yuuto?"
I was awestruck. Speechless. I was dumbfounded.
"It's just what I asked for..." I said, trying to contain my joy.
My stepfather gently pushed me towards the grand piano. I walked towards it and touched it. I caressed the white exterior and gently knocked it.
I pulled the seat and sat down to caress the reverse keys (the white keys on the usual piano are black on this piano and the flats and sharps are white on this).
My father left me alone in the room. I pressed a key (specifically the middle C) and admired how it sounded like as the sound circulated in the entire room.
That was three months ago.
"Hey, there. You reached Otonashi Haruna's cellphone. Leave a message!"
"Haruna, hey. Uh, this is my fourth message today. I'm just calling again to see if you got my other three. If you didn't I'll just say it again. Can you come over to my place this afternoon?"
I put my cellphone back in my pocket. I walk do