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[bakubakubaku]

[outside the SEES dorms, there is a young violinist playing some of the most beautiful music you've ever heard. it's a song you've never heard before, but for if you know Wataru, it sounds familiar anyway. it's his song, written for him by his father. it's just that something... is missing. he frowns and lowers the violin, thinking.]

Comments

[eye_lube_you]

That your violin?

[bakubakubaku]

Yes. Do you play?

[eye_lube_you]

Not the violin, no. But the way you were lookin' made me think it might not be yours.

[bakubakubaku]

I was just thinking about the music.

[eye_lube_you]

What about it?

[bakubakubaku]

It doesn't sound right.

[eye_lube_you]

It did sound a little off ... but I ain't sure how, exactly.

[bakubakubaku]

Otosan will play it for me, and it'll be right.

[eye_lube_you]

One of those only perfect in a certain guy's hands type'a song?

[bakubakubaku]

Well, I've never heard it before.

[eye_lube_you]

... How's that work, then?

[bakubakubaku]

My father wrote it.

[eye_lube_you]

So you've sorta heard it since you were just playin' it, right?

[bakubakubaku]

Yes..?

[eye_lube_you]

So you kinda did hear it before, just now!

[bakubakubaku]

But...