Author's Note: Hey guys. This might be my last story or not. Please enjoy reading it.
It's already morning when I feel the door unlock. I open my eyes and silently listen in the stillness as I heard footsteps underneath my room, seems like my neighbour just below my room just arrive from his work. Not that it matter anyway since I never meet him because we have different daily routines. Due to the reason that our apartment is poorly build I can hear his every step and because it's too quiet I can also hear the rustles of some papers and then a soft click. Because it is my first time that I have been awaken by the soft noise underneath me I don't know what he is doing until I hear a soft melody. He's playing a guitar and the tune is quite unique since I never heard any like it. The sound is so soothing that I can't help my eyes to droop until I was fast asleep.
Since then whenever I woke up in the middle of the night his soft melody will lull me back to sleep. Even during my daily job I often caught myself humming the melody he is playing. Then came a night that I didn't get a wink of sleep and it's almost morning, suddenly I thought of my neighbour. As if he heard my thoughts I heard him arrive in his room. During those times that I can't sleep and only listen to his footsteps I was able to memorize his room. Ten steps from the door towards the table, seven steps to the bed and then I will hear a soft click and he will start playing. I counted his steps in my mind but when seven steps were counted I didn't hear any soft click or the vibration of the chords.
Puzzled I thought maybe his routine change a bit tonight but I didn't hear any kind of sign that he intends to play. I was really hoping that he will play tonight so that I could get some sleep. Being desperate to sleep I stretch my hand and softly knock the floor. There was silence for a minute and guessing that he didn't get what I meant I knock three times and then knock the floor following his usual melody. I continued to knock the floor softly until I heard the familiar sound of his guitar. I stop my short activity and let the soft melody take me to dreamland. I was very thankful that he was able to understand what I meant and somehow I want to thank him.
I might not be a genius in music but I do play even though it's a native instrument; koto. Wanting to thank him and to show my admiration of his music I compose a song of my own. I also want to show him that I silently become his fan even though I only heard him play for some time. Fully knowing his routine now I waited until he arrive and I started to play my song in a soft melody. I keep playing putting my feelings that I want to convey that I didn't notice him tuning his guitar to match mine. I only notice it when our melody sync and produce such beautiful sound. At that moment I feel like we are both in the same place, the same world; a world that we had created.
That moment is when I wish time will stop but our short recital. Feeling a bit disappointed that it have to end I heard a soft knock on my floor, I guess he likes it. I should be the one thanking you and for taking me like some stalker or something. From then on that was the start of our near but far distance friendship.
Author's Note: Hope you like it. Thanks for all your support. Until then.