Chapter 15

She's back

If I had those pretentious brains which act faster than this heart

Maybe then I would ashore this soul which spreads freely through each verse

Maybe then I would impress you with my intellectual grammar and sophisticated words

Maybe then I would scrutinize my each and every coma, dot and exclamation mark!

But I would never let that happen, I'd rather go away.

Writing with my mind and not my heart leads only to asylum within the being of myself.

Poetry is my voice, my life, my escape, my each emotion stored, processed in a yesterday

Breathing softly in fresh air, wanting to explode in death, love, passion and romance.

Each verse, a thought I'm able to scribe of yet unable to express through spoken words.

Maybe in a tomorrow you might pass by, tread your footstep on my verse

But maybe in a today, a broken-hearted fool stops by to find comfort in my world

Maybe a prisoner, an insane man, a tramp, or any outcast to society

Would pick these shattered pieces and gather them as whole

And maybe through this scribbled cross-word puzzle finds God' love once again.

Maybe a little child who understands only little words

Would turn the pages of silly rhymes I penned

Rhymes which speak of moon and stars, angels, dreams and fairies

And maybe He would smile, maybe He would laugh

Maybe he would dream, the way I used to dream

And maybe He would write the most eloquent sonnet

Or maybe just simple words about blossoming flowers

And maybe then, my mission is accomplished, and maybe I feel blessed.

Charmaine Chircop

Another Piece of God's Art

"Slipping into a coma, the emptiness of a dreamless sleep.

Nightmares filling your head, where nothing is what it seems.

You're underground, desperately tryna' find your way out,

Tunnels all around, but doors are nowhere to be found.

The ground has no traction, and you're floating above air.

Tryna' hold on to something, but there's nothing there.

And then you fall, and all you can hear,

Is the rippling of your clothes, and the wind in your ear?

And just before you hit the ground,

You feel something grip you, without making a sound.

The next thing you know you're looking into a Man's eyes.

You feel safe but afraid, all at the same time.

That's when you wake, but you were never asleep.

And you're lying in a bed, with the Man at your feet.

He welcomes you to His kingdom, and into His heart,

And He finishes his drawing, another of piece of God's art."

This poem is about one's struggle to find God. About having to search, and feeling hopeless. Like we aren't really traveling through Hell, but we are searching with no idea which way we are going, blanketed in a coat of black. Like an infinitely deep hole with a small stream at the bottom, and you've just got to hope to find that stream. Then when you think all hope is lost, you realize that He has been sitting there, waiting for you, pulling you out of the darkness Himself, knowing you would look for Him. He accepts us into His kingdom. It's as if we are a piece of art, and he is adding on to us every day...

Aaron Guttery

Thank you so much for reading my story till the end…

Let's begin the last chapter and later the epilogue

Where am I?

Why am I here?

What is this song?

I am drifting on this profound silence.

It seems like I've been walking for the long, long time.

But where am I headed?

Where do I go from here?

I'm so tired…

I want to fall into a deep sleep, hindering all my thoughts.

Just ahead of me…

It's warm… and I feel I will be happy there.

Where is the entrance?

When I wake up, I saw Maria crying?

I ask her again?

Where am I?

Why am I here?

Maria? Why are you crying?

She doesn't answer me? Why am I here?

Where am I? Someone, please someone, please someone tell me where am I?

I saw Maria, and the other of my school band was here? What happen to me?

Kumiko…

Mother, why are you crying again?

My dear, I'm not, I'm not crying?

Again with those lied, did I collapsed again?

Mother, where am I?

You're in our hospital.

Why am I here?

Called the doctors now!

Brain Injury Poem 1: Broken Dreams

Life flies by, we make plans, we chase after dreams and goals.
We think we are indestructible, that nothing will stand in our way,
then is a split second of time, life changes and the future with it.
If you have not had a brain injury, I do not expect you to understand,
the feeling of loss, loneliness, and the insecurity of who I really am.

I have spent years trying to make the best of a bad situation.
There were many hours spent believing everything would be mended,
by smiling, learning, hoping someday my life would magically change.
I was waiting for anything that gave me back what I knew I had lost.
The only change that will happen now has got to come from within myself.

Reality is, I have had to come to terms with many broken dreams.
I have to depend on others, something I would have never dreamed of.
Time has taught me to let go, the broken dreams have taught me humility.
Now time is spent planning a new future, developing new dreams and goals.
I am never sure if dreams will come true, but hope is a gift that I give myself.

The disappointment is always there just under the surface, of what could have been.
The years have not taken away the wounds, they have just taught me to deal with them.
The internal struggle every day to do the things that were once so easy makes me sad.
But then I look around me and I know that it could be much worse, and I feel thankful.
I still believe broken dreams can be mended, and I choose to spend my energy there.

I have many broken dreams, but I am learning to replace them with new realistic dreams.
There have been many disappointments, but I am learning to replace them with hope.
No, I will never be the same, but I have learned to be satisfied with who I am now.
I do not have to like the changes fate has made in my life, but I do have to deal with them.
Yes, the broken dreams are still there, but new plans and dreams now keep my mind busy.

Sometimes I wonder if broken dreams were meant to be, to change the course of our life.

By: Debbie Wilson, 8-19-96

Why you guys are here?

Isabella, Who I am?

We are from the school Scuola Secondaria di primo grado right?

You are the President of our band Lucy De Palma leader of trombone

Arianna De Luca our vice president and also a leader of saxophone

Katlin Fontana leader of flute

Aurora Sebastian leader of trumpet and my friend

Bella Sebastian you also play trumpet

Maria L'acqua euphonium leader

Sara clarinet leader

Serena Rossi contrabass leader

Did I miss a single details?

Kumiko… Where already graduated in our middle school, and you also came back here in japan.

Don't tell me you don't remember anything except our middle school year?

You're weird?

Kumiko, did you not even remember anything?

Do you really not remember anything?

I don't know anything else except you guys…

My family, my sister, my two childhood friend in America, Emma and Daniel…

Oh and also I have a childhood friend in Japan his name is Shuuichi Tsukamoto.

Kumiko, Did you also not remembering about your piano competition?

Really, can you stop saying nonsense, Please…?

Isabella, are you okay…

Please tell us…

It hurt so much… I just want to go home… and rest…

We will Aunt Akiko…

Thanks

Why that child on my dream always playing the same melody…

Who is that child? Why she always looking sad…

I dream again and again, and when I wake up I'm always here at my room.

Miss Kumiko, how are you?

Is that you Miss Montana?

What a surprise? You remember exactly your personal doctor.

Off course, But why all my member of the band tell me that I study at Japan, and reject all the offer in different high school and universities? It that true?

Can you explain to me?

Post-traumatic amnesia (PTA) is a state of confusion that occurs immediately following a traumatic brain injury in which the injured person is disoriented and unable to remember events that occur after the injury. The person may be unable to state his or her name, where he or she is, and what time it is. When continuous memory returns, PTA is considered to have resolved. While PTA lasts, new events cannot be stored in the memory. About a third of patients with mild head injury are reported to have "islands of memory", in which the patient can recall only some events. During PTA, the patient's consciousness is "clouded". Because PTA involves confusion in addition to the memory loss typical of amnesia, the term "post-traumatic confessional state" has been proposed as an alternative.

There are two types of amnesia: retrograde amnesia (loss of memories that were formed shortly before the injury) and anterograde amnesia (problems with creating new memories after the injury has taken place). Both retrograde and anterograde forms may be referred to as PTA, or the term may be used to refer only to anterograde amnesia.

Why I still remember the name of my old classmate?

That should be a rare case…

Tomorrow, can I go home…?

You can go home now… Chairman just waiting your father and your sister to arrive…

Thank you.

(A/n Post-traumatic amnesia is a state of confusion or memory loss that occurs immediately following a traumaticbrain injury. The injured person is disoriented and unable to remember events that occur after the injury, and may be unable to state their name, where they are, and what time it is, etc.

The amnesia resulting from a trauma may be retrograde amnesia (loss of memories that were formed shortly before the injury, particularly where there is damage to the frontal or anterior temporal regions) or anterograde amnesia (problems with creating new memories after the injury has taken place), or both. In some cases, anterograde amnesia may not develop until several hours after the injury.

Post-traumatic amnesia may be either short term, or longer lasting (often over a month - see box at right), but is hardly ever permanent. When continuous memory returns, the person can usually function normally. Retrograde amnesia sufferers may partially regain memory later, but memories are never regained with anterograde amnesia because they were not encoded properly.

Memories from just before the trauma are often completely lost, partly due to the psychological repression of unpleasant memories (psychogenic amnesia), and partly because memories may be incompletely encoded if the event interrupts the normal process of transfer from short-term to long-term memory. There is also some evidence that traumatic stress events can actually lead to a long-term physical reduction of the volume of the brain's hippocampus, an organ integrally involved in the making and processing of memories.)

Kumiko are you ready to come home?

Yes, Mother…

Okay…

Kumiko!

Father Shhhhh….

You will remembering soon…

I want to start a new life… And I don't want to remember my painful past… So Father, Mother, Sister, Can we start a new life… and back to the place that no one will know who am I?

Kumiko? Can you tell us what you want?

I just want to go back to school that no one who am I? So I can protect myself…

Kumiko…

I can't believe that my sister thinking about her future?

Sure, you can do what you want…

So, what do you want?

It's a secret…

A few minutes

At the Oumae resident

I can't believe she will tell us a secret…

My sister, is different than before…

Aunt Akiko, Uncle Kentaro, and Mamiko, We have to support her right?

They're right dear? Kumiko our daughter…

Time pass

Kumiko, are you really going back to Italy?
Yes, I really want to stay there, I will go back next month…

See you.

See you.

(A/N what are symptoms of being in love?

You bounce between exhilaration, euphoria, increased energy, sleeplessness, and loss of appetite, trembling, a racing heart and accelerated breathing, as well as anxiety, panic and feelings of despair when your relationship suffers even the smallest setback. These mood swings parallel the behavior of drug addicts.)

19 sign's you fall in love

You talk about things you'll do together in the future, without realizing you're talking about the future.

When you say, "I miss you," it's because you really do miss him after only a day apart.

You can't remember the last time you thought about your ex.

Things you usually hate seem OK — and even fun — if you're doing them with him.

You're comfortable with making little sacrifices for him.

He's the "something good" you think about when everything else is really rough.

You feel safe when you're around him.

You're comfortable enough around him to make bad jokes and be your fully weird self.

You keep seeing things out in public that you know he'd love.

He's your person.

You're not worried about "scaring him off.

Little things, like going to the grocery store, are better when he's around.

He annoys the hell out of you, but you still want to be around him.

You don't freak out if he doesn't text back right away.

When he's sad, you're genuinely sad too.

You're actually entertained by his cute AF childhood photos.

You'd rather stay in and do nothing with him than go out.

You want to show him all of your favorite things.

You want to do things you've already done again so he can be there with you this time.

Next Day

I wake up this morning… still waiting, for the day will pass every day I hope that I can see your face see your amber eyes again… I hope that I can go back to the time, when I still have time to say I'm sorry, I'm sorry Kumiko, I'm sorry I couldn't listen to you, if I just can go back time… That time that I say it's okay… But I'm being selfish, if I do the right thing before the accident maybe it will never happen, maybe I can still see your amber eyes, seeing you today, and Tsukamoto Kun, didn't say anything to us? Just what happen to you Kumiko? Where are you? Are you doing fine? Are you eating well? Kumiko, Just where are you right now?

Reina, breakfast is ready…

I'm coming.

After breakfast

And when she's gone, remember you once loved her, you once needed her, you once cared about her more than anything in the whole world, you can't deny she was ever there, you can't deny what you had, you can't deny it ended over absolutely nothing, you can't deny that regardless, you still think about it, no other girl could love you like she did, she does. One day you'll realize what you've done, you'll come back and she'll be gone.

At school

I miss you, Kumiko the day has come where having a practice today, but it's different because every morning, every time we have a practice, we always remembering you, I don't know, but Tsukamoto kun always on the phone… and he always talking someone, who would it be? That smile I saw to him before, his now showing it to others I'm not mad, because that face his showing is when his talking to you… But he already told to us that he doesn't know where you are, but he also said that you have something to do, Kumiko I wish you're here… Where already done practicing and a lot of happen this past week Kumiko, I hope you're here, I wish to see those beautiful, amber eyes.

Kousaka san? You're crying again.

Because I can't stop, Tsukamoto told us Kumiko, is okay now, But Where she is?

Where is Kumiko, Kaori Senpai Yoshikawa senpai?

I'm sure she just need something to do?

Kousaka Reina san, that's so not like you?

Oumae san sure makes a progress about her recovery I sure you she's trying her best.

What do you mean, Yoshikawa senpai?

Did I say something?

Yuuko, did you perhaps know anything about Oumae san?

WHY DON'T YOU GUYS ASK TSUKAMOTO KUN?

Ehh…..!

You mean Tsukamoto Kun know where she is?

Maybe?

After a few minutes

Hey You!

What!?

Don't what!? Us Tsukamoto Kun? Where she is right now?

Who are you guys are talking about?

Kumiko!?

I already told you, Kumiko is fine.

CAN YOU JUST TELL US THE TRUTH!?

WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING!

I'M NOT SCREAMING I AM MAD RIGHT NOW FOR YING TO US WEHERE KUMIKO IS?

Kumiko needs some space!? And what will you going to say to her!?

I'm there, I am also there when she's on traffic accident that cause her into coma!?

Do you know what she said! Before her cross, I heard she's screaming

"YOU WILL NO LONGER HEARING MY VOICE, SEEING MY FACE, AND YOU WILL NEVER HEAR ANY EXCUSE… YOU SAY GIVE YOU SECOND CHANCE, BUT I MADE A MISTAKE… FOR GIVING YOU ANOTHER CHANCE"…

Then why don't you save her?

Do you understand how depressed she is? Kousaka san you don't know anything about Kumiko!? You also don't care!? About her! Kumiko trying to say to you, Kumiko trying to say about her Piano competition!? Don't say in front of my face saying some stupid thing to say!?

I try my best to save her at that time…. I try to run as pass as I can… So don't say to me I didn't do anything to save her….

How about you, Kousaka san… Kumiko is now suffering…. I don't know if she can still can play her favorite instrument…

WHAT THE HECK, TSUKAMOTO KUN!? YOU'RE HAPPY TALKING SOMEONE ON THE PHONE, MAYBE THAT WAS KUMIKO!?

Huh!? That's not her! I called her sister about her condition? And who are you to her!? Girlfriend? Fiancée?

Your nothing, your just her friend? A friend that betrayed her own friend for her own selfishness!?

SLAP….

I know I'm selfish… I know a made mistake…. That's why I'm here… to asking you we're she is right now…

Tsukamoto Kun, We also want to know where she is. I know Kousaka san say bad words and curse word to her? Just please tell us where she is right now, Please as her co euphonium, as the leader and as a vice president of the club please tell to us….

Even when you see her, and calling her sister right now, Kumiko wants to stay where she is right now, to tell you the truth… Kumiko doesn't remember every one of you… It seems she don't want to remember any bad memory… and she want to start a new good memories… I'm sorry for not telling you anything… I'm sorry senpai…. Kumiko, giving her a third chance, so I hope you understand her decision… she distance herself again so she can never feel the pain again.

I didn't know Kumiko, loss her memories, when? Just when she lost her memories?

It's my fault Kumiko, distance herself it's my fault, if I didn't say anything like that to her this will not going to happen, It's my fault, Do you think I can say sorry to her? Tsukamoto Kun, Senpai's Katou san, Kawashima san… Do you think I still have a chance…?

Contrary to what the cynics say, distance is not for the fearful, it's for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough.

I think you still have a chance…

What do you mean?

She will coming back here next month. I'm still not sure, if she come back next month…

Days past and all of us waiting for her comeback…

I wish it's the day I can see her face again, Kumiko…

Somewhere in the Island in Italy…

Isabella, do you need something?

Nope, I just need to finish this project first,

Just please don't push yourself for your work…

Thanks, Thank you Daniel for coming here…

Anything for you? How about calling Maria for a while, I'm sure Maria miss you or maybe your childhood friend in japan…

Now that you mention Shuuichi, Onee chan told me she always asking about my health.

But you still the same. Are you sure, is it better if you know about your loss memory…

I told you before… I don't want to remember any related to my past… I want to start a new life, this is already my third chance…

If you say that how can I ever say no, and supporting you.

I'm done

"This Love is great but It's Stunning"

We were both adorable when I first saw you.
You learn to fly and the flashback starts:
England is where I'm standing in the Saturday air.

What are you doing with that new lover?
Who wears that beautiful scarf,
when I wear a useful Necklace,
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
that what you're looking for is my amazing eyes?

So this is me acting,
Standing in front of you saying, "I didn't mean to hurt you!"
And I go back to Saturday all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but sailing emotionally,
Wishing I'd realised I love you.
I'd go back to Saturday, turn around and do some drinking.
I go back to Saturday quite often.

Honey, let's do some loving,
this love is great but it's stunning.
It's a love story, honey,
just be my bright dog.

We are never ever going to try complaining deeply together,
We are never ever going to try complaining deeply together,
You go talk to your cousin, talk to my doctor, talk to me,
But we are never ever going to try complaining deeply together,
Just joking elegantly forever.

I didn't mean to hurt you honey, I didn't mean to hurt you.

What do you think…?

Hhahhaha

Laugh as hard as you want…

Why just try to play some...

Who you are

By: Jessie J

I stare at my reflection in the mirror
why am I doing this to myself?
Losing my mind on a tiny error,
I nearly left the real me on the shelf.
No, no, no, no, no...

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are!
(Who you are) [X11]

Brushing my hair-do I look perfect?
I forgot what to do to fit the mould, yeah!
The more I try the less it's working, yeah
'Cause everything inside me screams
No, no, no, no, no, no, no no... Yeah.

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
But tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
There's nothing wrong with who you are!

Yes, no, egos, fake shows, like whoa!
Just go and leave me alone!
Real talk, real life, good love, goodnight,
With a smile that's my home!
That's my home, no...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no...

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay...
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are!
Yeah yeah yeah

Something There

Belle:
There's something sweet and almost kind
But he was mean and he was coarse and unrefined
And now he's dear and so unsure
I wonder why I didn't see it there before

Beast:
She glanced this way, I thought I saw
And when we touched she didn't shudder at my paw
No it can't be, I'll just ignore
But then she's never looked at me that way before

Belle:
New and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
True that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see

Lumiere:
Well, who'd have thought?

Mrs Potts:
Well, bless my soul

Cogsworth:
Well, who'd have known?

Mrs Potts:
Well, who indeed?

Lumiere:
And who'd have guessed they'd come together on their own?

Mrs Potts:
It's so peculiar,
Wait and see.

All three:
We'll wait and see
A few days more
There may be something there that wasn't there before

Cogsworth:
Well here's a thought, perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before

Chip:
What mama?

Mrs Potts:
There may be something there that wasn't there before

Look at me
You may think you see
Who I really am
But you'll never know me
Every day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see
If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart

Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show
who I am inside?

I am now
In a world where I
Have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow
I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am

Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection
someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show
who I am inside?

There's a heart that must be
Free to fly
that burns with a need to know
the reason why

Why must we all conceal
what we think, how we feel?
Must there be a secret me
I'm forced to hide?
I won't pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
who I am inside?

Month pass

When will your last time you came back here Honey,

Remember we have to pretend to be engaged right? Ku chan.

Hahahahaha that ku chan again… Daniel…

Come on, just play along, Kumiko. Please.

Fine.

How about Posso fare fotografie?

(-_-)

Just kidding, I know you hate it Kumiko, I'm sorry but it's a request.

Request who requested it to you?

Maria, she wants to see your cute dress…

Stop it, Daniel.

Fine, I will, but just one picture of yours please…

Fine, just one…

Excuse me Miss have you seen this girl…

No, sir...

Thanks

Kumiko, where did she go?

Shuuichi,

Kumiko?

Why? It's me Kumiko, Kumiko Oumae…

Who's that guy?

My fiancé

You're still, 17 Kumiko.

It's arrange marriage…

It's everything's alright honey.

Yes, I forgot to tell you… This my fiancé

Nice to meet you I'm Daniel Reign, My fiancée always talking about you?

And it seems she's right, Ku chan…

Are you here, because father told you…?

Yes, Mr. William was there waiting for us.

Okay.

Did you happen remembering something honey?

Nope, like I said, I don't want remembering my past, because if it is painful, I don't know if I still can do it. I mean. What if I find something that I don't want to remember a bad memories? I don't know, if I still can do it. I would rather be back to Italy, than to remembering bad memories here… But if I want to remember it, I wish it's a good memory, not a bad one.

"Listen to the people who love you. Believe that they are worth living for even when you don't believe it. Seek out the memories depression takes away and project them into the future. Be brave; be strong; take your pills. Exercise because it's good for you even if every step weighs a thousand pounds. Eat when food itself disgusts you. Reason with yourself when you have lost your reason."
Andrew Solomon, the Noonday Demon: An Atlas of Depression

"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some Devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more."
Alfred Tennyson

At the Kousaka Resident

The daughter of the famous musician have arrived in Japan today, together with the man.

Who is the man on her side, Is it true after her recovery from comatose, and back to Italy where she manage her father business there.. Did she find the man of her dream?

Reina, why did you turn off the TV?

I just don't want to hear anything related to famous musician.

Why?

I don't know, father.

At the Oumae Resident…

It's good to know, that no one see you coming home, Kumiko. Look at you know, you're more beautiful. And Daniel Thank you so much, At least no one knows that my younger daughter is single.

Hahahahaha

Your right, father who knows. But still. You better to take care of yourself. Kumiko.

Thank you. Good night.

Good night.

Did she still saying about her dream.

Yes, Uncle Kentaro

She's been dreaming this girl, and every time she dream about her she will wake up and play the score.

Do you know what she always play?

Moonlight Sonata 1st Movement - Opus 27 No. 2

Moonlight Sonata 2nd Movement - Opus 27 No. 2

Moonlight Sonata 3rd Movement - Opus 27 No. 2

Are you sure?

Yup!

She need to go back tomorrow.

Right, she have to go back.

Dear, Mamiko, she's been dreaming her younger self.

Father, Mother, I don't know why she keep dreaming her younger self.

Next Morning

I wake up this early morning, to go to school.

Mr. William are lets go early morning..

How about breakfast

Done.

Okay

At School..

Mr. William is this the school you guys told me.

Yes, Miss Kumiko.

Excuse me, Mr. Taki, Can we borrow the key for the club room

Mr. William Who is he?

He's a teacher here, and also a conductor.

Is that so, signore? Can we borrowed the key on your club room

?

You should say sensei.

I'm sorry.

Sensei, May I borrowed the key on your room.

Oumae san, someone already there. You can enter there since you're also a part of the club.

What is he talking about, Mister William.

You, Miss Kumiko. Why don't I remember anything about them?

I'm sorry, Please forgive my rudeness, Miss Kumiko.

It's Okay, so can we go now.

After a few minutes

Someone already here.

Excuse me signorina's May I barrowed your piano here.

Who are you?

Sorry my rudeness my name is Kumiko Oumae

Oumae san.

Yes.

Did you know who am I?

Nope, mi dispiace, signorina (I'm sorry young lady) Ci siamo già incontrati (have we meet before)

Tsukamoto Kun, saying the truth.

Signorina's did you know guys perhaps know Shuuichi.

Yes, His also a part of this band.

You can play the piano if you want.

Thanks

Fantaisie-Impromptu (Opus 66) - Frederic Chopin

Swan Lake Theme - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

Tale as Old as Time - Beauty and the Beast

Thank you so much, Mister William lets go.

Sensei say Kumiko is on the club now.

Please can you play another one?

What's your name?

Yuuko Yoshikawa and this girl name is Mizore Yoroizuka.

It's okay, right? Mister William.

Sure.

Thanks.

Jason Mraz - I'm yours piano version

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot I melted
I fell right through the cracks
And now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my best-est
And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn,
To win some or learn some

But I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing
We are just one big family
And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved

So I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I'm sure
There's no need to complicate
our time is short
this is our fate, I'm yours

D-d-do do you, but do you, d-d-do
But do you want to come on
Scooch on over closer dear
And I will nibble your ear

Oh oh
I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and I laughed
I guess what I been saying is there ain't no better reason
To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
It's what we aim to do
Our name is our virtue

But I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I'm yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find the sky is yours
So please don't please don't please don't
There's no need to complicate
Cause our time is short
This, oh this, this is our fate, I'm yours

Someone playing the piano.

Oh my, Kousaka san.

Tanaka senpai

You're early today.

Lucky - Jason Mraz ft. Colbie Caillat piano version.

Who could it be?

After a minutes of walking.

Who could this girl be?

Tanaka senpai?

Who is she?

Miss Yoshikawa and Miss Yoroizuka who are they?

Miss we have to go.

I'm sorry for using your piano, and thank you.

Miss we have to go now.

Okay.
Miss Yoshikawa and Miss Yoroizuka thank you for letting me used your piano.

Can we go back here?

I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?

It's better if you don't know them, Miss Kumiko.

Did it happen, I know them? Did they hurt me?

It's a bad memories.

Is that so…

At the club when Kumiko is gone.

Who's that beautiful girl?

Ehhhh! Tanaka senpai, don't tell me even you. You don't know her.

Nope. Who is she?

How about you Kousaka san.

Nope, I don't know her?

She's Oumae san. Kumiko Oumae san our own Oumae Kumiko.

What!?

Wait!?

Tanaka senpai, Kousaka san…

KUMIKO/OUMAE CHAN!

At the car…

Mr. William, did you hear someone calling me, Maybe it's just my imagination.

It's that really her?

It's her? Tanaka senpai. It's really Kumiko.

She sure change a lot.

She's more beautiful, than the first time she enter in our school.

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