She Who Dares
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She Who Dares
a oneshot ft. Kim Jonghyun and OC (Kwon Miyoung)
When I was young, just three years old, my father and mother made me take up piano. I didn’t really like it at first, and was always detached when it came to the lessons, but soon enough, I learned to love playing on the piano because of the fact that my parents decided that my sister should as well. My sister, who never really paid attention to me.
It brought us closer, and I learned the power of not just the piano, but all sorts of wondrous music out there. Still, my sister wasn’t too good of a piano player; she just didn’t understand like I did – but this didn’t matter. We were brought closer by the power of music
However, twelve years later, when my sister died of cancer, I was devastated. I could no longer look at a piano without crying, and so I decided to never to play one again. My sister’s boyfriend felt the same, for he never really was the same, bubbly boy I had been introduced to by my sister.
Flashforward a year and nothing has really changed – until the day I found loose pages my sister had hidden under her bed for so long. One in which there was a beautifully enchanting song and piano lyrics for it. The one she wanted me to sing and play in my school’s talent show. Not only this, but also a long letter addressed to me – one that would teach me to “live and let live.”
My journey started there.
This story was an adopted idea from SKD_11's Story Idea Shop. Do check out her ideas and you might want to even use some of them! Also, the song used for the inspiration of this oneshot was Where I Stood by Missy Higgins. It would be nice if you checked it out. This oneshot is also dedicated to all those wonderful readers out there, but most especially OnceUponATaem, because her oneshots are so amazing. Nemo unnie, this one's for you.
Foreword
This was it. This was my moment.
I felt many eyes watching me from where I sat, on the piano bench. And I felt his eyes on me, too.
Laying my hands gently on the piano keys, I closed my eyes and breathed out once, making sure to keep the mic away from my mouth to do so. Instantly, memories of the past months flashed in my mind, filling me to the core with happiness and sadness; love and loss.
I was doing this for my sister, I was doing this for her boyfriend, I was doing this for my parents, I was doing this for anyone out there who had been affected by my sister’s death. But, most of all, I was doing this for me.
Leaning towards the mic, I stared out and saw the faces of many strangers, peers, friends, and parents – including my own.
Smiling sadly, I said, “This piece is for those who should really let go, like I have managed to.”
And then I began, closing my eyes and losing myself to the memories as I played the one song which I hoped would really get to his heart – for it came from my sister’s heart, passed through mine, and would now reach everyone’s heart. The ones who knew my sister, who despised her, who envied her, who pitied her – this would reach them all.
“I don’t know what I’ve done,
Or if I like what I’ve begun
Something told me to run, and honey,
You know me…”
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