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It's a plot bunny, so I'm not sure how it's going to go.
I think my earliest memory was of that first piano lesson.
The keys had been huge and glossy beneath my tiny fingers. The sounds it made reflecting my inexperience and clumsiness. In spite of that, the great instrument entranced me. The notes sang to my soul. It made my heart pound.
Too short to reach the pedals, I had sat on my father's lap and tried to copy the movements of those long, graceful fingers.
Father had always smiled, deep sapphire eyes, so like mine, twinkling. Always encouraging. Always kind and patient. Eager to share a common pleasure.
That first lesson... introduced me to my one true love: Music.
It became my whole world.
I don't know how long this will last for me, but...for now...
I'll enjoy it.
"I'm going, minna."
"Have a good day at school, young master Haruka."
This rose-colored world of mine.
Know who's kid he is? It's obvious right? -_-
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