Sonata No Kioku
07- Second meeting

The bright morning sun gently welcomed my classroom. His light that pierced through the glass, now merged with the remaining dust. For a moment it looked like a sprinkling of Glitter dancing in the air. But this scene did not last long after Aya-sensei entered the classroom. His real name is Kentaro Miyano, he is my new homeroom teacher as well as a math teacher who is famous for being super sadistic in giving assignments. Even so, Aya-sensei is a teacher who is considerate and humble to anyone.

The warm atmosphere of the development of the spirit is increasingly fading along with the steps of his black heels. All the students were silent in a 'ready' state'. He started walking towards his desk with a girl and a man walking behind him.

I was indifferent to the classroom atmosphere that felt like this fridge. Obviously not because I was busy fiddling with a small machine secretly.

After some time, Haruka who was sitting in front of me pinched my cheek and hit my head, I quickly hid the machine under the desk drawer.

"Basic Ta-chan is stupid..." Haruka whispered to me.

"Ma~~af.." I replied to him in a whisper as well.

This class I occupy every morning is always filled with light conversation and greetings. Although only every morning, but the conversation is usually still going on until the bell rings. But now, this conversation stopped at the same time a piercing cold atmosphere.

My faint ears began to hear the whispering conversations of some of my friends;

"Hey, my eyes didn't look wrong, did the girl.."

"Yes, maybe "that" girl"..!"

"It's impossible, "that" girl" ?"

"Did he move here because of that rumor?"

"So right?"

"Well. whoa..haha"

"Sst... Don't be loud when you hear it!"

The confused me began to look away at the teacher's podium, and it was at that moment that my eyes were wide in shock at the girl.

"Heh?! This... Illusion right?"

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My view cannot be diverted from the teacher's podium. I almost dropped the machine I had been working quietly on the floor so surprised. The girl who was in front with another man, now tidied her pink hair bangs to the side. The hairstyle is exactly the same as the billboards above the station and theater buildings.

"So because it's all so crazy, it's worth it" I muttered.

From the posture to the little things that are not so striking, everyone must know that only one girl in Japan has her. Yes, she is the young lady of Paganini... Kanzaki Shiori, the violinist I met at the end of spring break.

Violinis who usually wear graceful and expensive dresses to perform on stage, now only wrapped in ordinary high school uniforms like others. Same with the man next to him. If I don't see it wrong, from his face, he is definitely the companion pianist, Kanzaki Shiratori, his half-brother who is native to Japan.

"Consider all, for a while you will be studying and befriending our two new students" Aya-sensei began to open his mouth.

"Okay, you two get to know yourself." Say Aya-sensei while giving two markers to the two of them.

"As you already know, my name is Kanzaki Shiori. May we be good friends, please help her for a while." He said a little.

A stilling silence followed after his lips closed. The violinist just fell silent while staring at the classroom floor. Aya-sensei could only slow down, while we disciples stared at each other in confusion.

"Hm... Okay, okay" Aya-sensei muttered.

"Then, it's my turn, isn't it, Sensei?" The man next to Kanzaki started picking up markers from Sensei's hand and started writing his name.

"Include me, I'm Kanzaki Shiratori. You can call me Tori, you can also call me by a name that makes you comfortable. I was a pianist with my brother, my hobby was playing games and of course playing the piano. Hopefully we can be good friends, please help him" he said at length while developing his smile.

"It's good Tori-kun. Now you're Kanzaki-san who hasn't written your name yet. Let's take this marker and write the name..."

After saying it out loud, the atmosphere inside the classroom grew colder and felt like there was a stream of electricity flowing in.

"What the fuck is this??" My muttering.

"Don't talk so Kanzaki-san, this is just a name right. Well, let's write" Aya-sensei tried to persuade her in a low tone.

I saw Kanzaki-san's body stiffen and both of his hands were shaking violently. It was as if he was hiding something for refusing to write his name.

".... Names aren't necessary, but the ones in the class already know who I am"

"It's true, but why are you so reluctant to write it?"

"Because,... I hate that name!"

His words made an awkward effect created between the fog on a remote island. His facial expression was getting stiff with him again biting his lips like it was– when we first met when I realized his real self.

No one commented on his words, until the class leader opened his mouth with a friendly greeting to Kanzaki-san.

"Writing that name is no longer necessary, Sensei. As Kanzaki-san said, we all recognized him." said the class president, his name is Touyama Nanoka.

"Is that right, Kanzaki Shiori-san?"

"Hm-mm" he nodded.

The mood of the class is now strange. Many students whispered to each other about Kanzaki-san who suddenly went to school here. I realized something strange when I saw her white slender legs tremble in fear. The aura emanating from him also made me believe that he was not ready to accept the blasphemy of the students in the classroom.

"Alright so that the atmosphere is not awkward, Kanzaki-san is there something you want to say to all your classmates?" Aya-sensei glances at him with a smile.

For some reason before he opened his mouth, a student who was the vice-chairman of the class raised his hand. "Sensei, there's something I want to ask Kanzaki-san. What can?"

"Of course" said Aya-sensei.

"I've heard in the news in interviews, didn't you ever say you wanted to go to music school in France?"

"Well, by the way, why is it that the media no longer broadcast the latest news about you?" Ask the student next to him.

Some disciples were still confused by the way some disciples talked. But slowly they began to question him. The atmosphere of the class began to be crowded with the talk of netizens.

Kanzaki-san tightly grasps the end of her skirt while glancing towards her brother. He dared to look them all in the eyes trembling. Then a shrill scream was heard.

"Please forget everything!!"Kanzaki-san.

"I'm gonna be gone soon, so

forget about me! Whether it's my career or my talent, please... Forget it in your memories..." His voice slowly weakened along with his breath.

No one spoke after hearing him say that, and no one knew what to comment on him. The thing that saved us from this ignorance was the sound of the bell signifying the end of the first lesson.

"... Gone off? What means??"

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🌼つづく🌼