Warn : This letter is from "Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso" anime. The letter from Miyazono Kaori to Arima Kousei. I recomend this anime to all my lovely reader.

 

 

Jang Wonyoung is a viollinist, she is 16 years old. She have a big crush to Ahn Yujin 17, her classmates and a pianist.

Jang Wonyoung is not in close relationship with Yujin, theres a gap between them. Wonyoung make a trick to getting close with Yujin, she lied that she like Kim Chaewon she is the most cool and player in the which is Yujin's friends belong with Kim Minjoo. Kim Chaewon is fit enough, because she have a lot of admirers. And being her admirer is aint special and too mainstream to being girl’s crush.

Wonyoung make a confess message by Minjoo and sucessful into Chaewon and Yujin's ear.

From that time, Wonyoung can able to introduce herself into Yujin. They are getting closer especially with Yujin and Wonyoung. The fourth of them finally make a bound.

Yujin itself have a gloomy past. She is pianst but cant ever playing piano because her mother really against on it with some reason till her mom died. When she played the piano, her mom's voice will echoed and its make Yujin become depressed.

With Wonyoung, Yujin finally brave enough to break her mom’s rules. She can able to touch the tuts. Wonyoung drag Yujin into collabs stage, and they hit that.

After a month, theres something happen with Wonyoung.

No one knows that Wonyoung have a serious disease since she was kids. At the time, Wonyoung couldnt attend wheres Yujin finally play the piano by herself. Wonyoung spend her last time on the hospital because her feet disable to lift up her body.

Day by day the disease is getting worst. Wonyoung in coma when Yujin knew what happen. It was too late. But its better than never. Yujin everyday acompany the onconcios Wonyoung. She always there, beside of her.


Its not that long, Wonyoung passed away. Wonyoung mom's handed Yujin a letter

 

 

 

Dear An Yujin,

 

 

It feels weird writing a letter to someone you were just with...

 

You're the worst. Indecisive. Gullible. Twit.

 

The first time I ever saw your perform, I was 5th years old. It was at a recital for the piano school I was going to. This awkward, clumsy kid came onto the stage and accidentally hit the piano stool with his . It was too funny. She turned to the piano that was way too big for her and the moment she played that first note, I was drawn in.

 

The sound was beautiful, like a 24-colour palette. The melodies danced.

 

The girl next to me started crying. I wasn't expecting that at all.

 

And even so, you gave up from the piano. Even though it totally changed other people's lives.

 

 

 

You're the worst. Indecisive. Gullible. Twit.

 

 

When I found out that we were in the same middle school, I was ecstatic. But how would I ever come to talk to you? Maybe I'd hang out at the lunch concession and bought you a lot of sandwichs. Instead, I just watched you from afar.

 

I mean. After all. You all seemed to get along so well with all your friends. There wasn't really any space in there for someone like me.

 

When I was a kid, I had to have an surgery and I started having to be at the hospital for regular check-ups. In the first year of middle school, I collapsed and I was admitted over and over. With every visit, I was there for longer and longer. Really, I didn't get to class much in middle school because its too hard for me, I spent more time at the hospital. Thats way you didnt know me.

 

And I knew something was wrong with my body.

 

One night, I saw my parents crying in the waiting room and I knew that my time was running out.

 

That's when I ran away.

 

I didn't want to bring my regrets with me to heaven, so I stopped holding back from what the things I always wanted to do.

 

I wasn't scared anymore to get contact lenses.

 

I ate what I wanted instead of always worrying about my weight.

 

And I took the music with all its high and mighty directives and played it the way I wanted.

 

And then I told a lie. Just one.

 

 

 

I lied and said that I, Jang Wonyoung, liked Kim Chaewon.

 

 

 

And that lie brought you to me.

 

 

Please send my apologize to Chaewonie for me... though I'm sure she's forgotten me by now.

 

She is so kind and fun but I think Im prefer to someone more wholehearted and earnest.

I think we'd be fine as friends though.

 

And please send my apologize to Minjoo unnie for me too. I want for there to be no hard feelings. And there was one thing I could never ask of her, to ask she directly to introduce the two of us. I don't think she would've had an answer for me. After all, she was in love with you.

 

We all knew that.

 

I think the only people who didn't know were you and her. That underhanded lie brought me to you didn't work out the way I had imagined.

 

It was darker.

 

And meaner.

 

And denser.

 

And more stubborn.

 

And more erted.

 

And softer.

 

And more masculine.

 

And sweet.

 

Remember that bridge we jumped off? The water was so cool and refreshing.

 

Racing each other alongside the train. I really thought I could win.

 

The moon was saw from the music room that night, like a delicious-looking bun.

 

Singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star with you as we rode on that bike together. Then falling out time. We're awful singers.

 

At the school at night. I'm still sure there was something there.

The falling snow, just like cherry blossoms.

 

It's strange to be a musician, but then to have your heart so filled by something that comes from off-stage.

They're unforgettable scenes to me. But they're such little things. It's weird, isn't it?

 

What do you think ?

 

Do you think i made it into someone’s heart like that ?

 

I wonder if i was made it into yours.

 

I wonder if you’ll still remember me.

 

If you forget me, ill just come back and...

 

No. I dont want to start over.

 

Please don't forget me.

 

Promise me you wont forget me, Okay ?

 

 

I'm glad it was you, after all.

 

 

Will I reach you ?

 

I hope I can reach you.

 

 

An Yujin.

 

I love you.

 

I love you.

 

I love you.

 

Sorry I didn't finish all the canelés.

 

Sorry I hit you so much.

 

Sorry I was such a brat.

 

Sorry a million times over...

 

Thank you.

 

 

Sinc. Jang Wonyoung.

 

Im sorry, i change the name all of them. And hope you like it.