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“you’re such a smart boy toya…you make mommy so proud”, mother tells me as she strokes my hair after a violin performance. I look at dad, why isn’t he smiling?
“daddy?” I mutter as I clutch my violin. mother looks at him as she nudges him, “harumichi. your son?”
“you messed up, toya.”
messed up…? dad isn’t even looking at me. “w-what…i-“
“you messed up. halfway. you struck the wrong fucking note” he exclaims. mother begins to speak to him. but all i hear is yelling. wait…now i look around. all eyes are on me. but i’m not playing my violin right now? why is everyone staring? why is everyone looking at me?!
“m-mom…i-i think i’m going to—“
i don’t remember a single thing after that. and i don’t think i want to.
The Five Words I Never Told You