(Kouta's pov)

I pull out the old piano that used to belong to my sister before...

The accident.

I miss her.

This piano meant the world to her.

When we were little she would make up little songs for me and play them.

Then she would sing and everything would be alright in the world.

I push up the cover on it and begin to play.

Sister, can you hear it?

It's your song.

The one I wrote for you and no one else.

You'd like Noriko.
You might've even become friends with her.

So, give me a sign.

Anything.

That you approve.

I played the song through and noticed something wedged between the keys that I had never noticed.

A note.

It said....