"Alright, Kei! Time for bed." My Mom says as she pokes her head into my room. I groan before turning off my game and getting in bed. "Good night, Dear. Tomorrow is gonna be a big day. so, Sleep well!" She says really quickly before turning out the lights and closing the door.
Hi. My name is Kei Arima, everyone simply calls me Kei, cz it's cool. I'm a Fifteen-year-old who's always dreamed of doing something that only I can do. and making myself known as an amazing Person, But I have no idea about what I am gonna do.
I am living in London, because of the Top Pianist in the world, and that... It's my dad, kousei Arima.
My mom is a former Baseball player, Tsubaki Sawabe, but after she married my Dad, her last name changed to Arima!!!.
I am going to Japan tomorrow, I need to make new friends and at least a cute girlfriend!!. cz, I got many proposals, but I felt like, it was not for me, and it was because of my family. so, I rejected all of them.
I need to see a girl, that never sees me for my family or my appearance, she needs to see the real me, The true Kei Arima, and my heart.
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I wake up to my Mobile on my face. Typical mom, sending a message, to wake me up.
I roll out of the bed, with three vibrations from my mobile, and started to get ready for the day. I put on black pants with a black stripe running down the outer side of both legs. I also wear a matching black T-shirt, with my Blue hoodie above it, to make the full outfit. I slip on my black, Wristwatch in my left hand. I pop on a pair of Blue sneakers with a black outsole, and a Blue and black stripe on either side of each shoe, with the black stripe being above and at the back end of the white stripe. I sweep my Auburn hair off to the side.
"Kei!!! breakfast is ready!!! come on fast, we should hurry up to the Airport!!!" My mom shouted.
I ran downstairs to eat the Breakfast my mom made. suddenly my Mobile rang.
I should've known. it was my dad, he is already in the airport, suffering from his fans. hahaha!!!! It's really cool, my dad has that many fans all over the world. His Instagram account has more than 200+ million followers. But, that old man, never uses it at least once.
While my dad is like this, My mom is also popular as she was a Softball champion. and she is totally different from, my dad. But Thanks to her, I am still a fit handsome, and cool-looking guy, because of her training and exercise.
Ready for what the day may bring, I race down the stairs and into the kitchen, where Mom's making breakfast. She's wearing a black tank top, a red double waist side buttons pleated skirt, black thigh-high stockings, and black sneakers with a pink semi-circle on them.
My mom is pretty fashionable, but my dad used to say me, she was not like this when she was young.
My mom made, just a normal London breakfast. yeah!! It's Pancakes, fried eggs, and a box of Orange juice.
It was a pretty small menu, but we have very little time now to catch the plane at the airport, so no choice...
Yeah, I'm going to skip this part. I don't think you need to know about the breakfast. So... fast forwarding ten minutes! (A FEW MINUTES LATER)
We got in the car with all our luggage. then when the car started to move, I bid farewell to my house.
I instantly took out my mobile and opened Instagram to post a story mentioning, "bye-bye my old home!!".
I made it! but it was pretty weird that my mom also did that on her account on her mobile.
The Instant my 27.8k followers saw that story they started to message me!!. but I never replied to anyone but my dad and my mom.
I am telling ya, I have only a small number of friends, but they are not even can be considered like that because it was all the kids of the guys that knows my dad. so according to me, for the past 14 years, I had no friends in my life. and the main problem is, I don't have any Idea about my future too. CZ, I cant totally depend on my parents, I need to do something that I can only do. besides, everyone asks me the same thing, why I am not choosing piano as my carrier. it's because I can play Piano as good as my father now. I am telling you guys, I learned every single thing I need to know about the piano, from my dad since my childhood. I doest choose it because, it will be like, I am depending on my father more than myself. so I don't wanna choose that.
"We are here," my mom said.
what the hell, I didn't know a car can travel this fast!!!, oh wait, we completely forgot about that, and we started to talk...huh! that makes sense.
Alrighty! I went and helped my mom to take all the luggage from the car. at that time my dad showed up.
"Hey!!! goodness, you have arrived soon!, or else I would've gotten crushed by my fans" My father said.
"yhea! you already look like you were crushed, old man!" I told my dad as he looked exhausted.
"Okay! okay! enough you two!! come on! we should get going." my mom called me and my dad to start walking to the terminal.
Then we walked and waited for an hour. I started to read Japanese bit by bit for my writing skills. I never really wrote any shit in Japanese, but we usually talk with each other in Japanese. so it's my mother tongue, per se.
After an hour of waiting, they announced that our plane has arrived. we all got checked our bags and Luggage. then we started heading towards the plane.
I have been to a lot of countries with my dad and my mom, but I have never been to Japan, my birthplace. "I am excited" was a story posted on my Instagram, to telling everyone, I am outta here!!.
The Instant I sat in my corner window seat, I took my headphones and plugged one end in the mobile and the other in both of my ears.
I played my playlist on Spotify with a full volume.
My mom and my dad sat in the other place with two-seaters, and here I am sitting alone, thinking I would ever get a girlfriend. suddenly a woman of the same age as my mom sat near me. she was pretty but somehow I got the feeling she is like my dad.
She looked at my face and asked my name, "what is your name kid?". the surprise is she asked me in Japanese.
with my Japanese knowledge, I said my name to her, "Hello! my name is Kei!". I didn't say my last name because, if she hears it then, I can no longer take the things she asks about my dad. huh...I thought it was a pain in my neck.
"Kei..huh! the prodigy who ruled over the eastern American piano competitions and UK Piano Open and even the Ettlingen International Competition for Young Pianists," she said every achievement I have made, perfectly. I think I may be in trouble now.
"haha!! it was nothing mam, I just played for fun!!" I said, with a smirk on my face.
"fun..huh! guess, I, shouldn't be surprised coming from you. Then tell me how can a young man like you get to the first place without even serious about it." she said.
I got a nice feeling about her, if she knows that much about me then she should know who I am but she didn't even mention my dad's name. so I thought that she will not be like others, so I explained everything to her.
after that, "so! It's all because of your dad's training, excelled in piano like you dad, huh! so, your dad and mom have given approval for your own future, so! what do you wanna do?" she asked...
"I really don't have any idea mam!!! oh...by the way, what is your name? I forgot to ask that before!!" I asked her.
"haha....I am.." she started to tell but, suddenly,
"Emi!!, is that you!!" my mom stood and said her name.
"huh!! you all know each other, mom?" I was surprised I don't have any clue what the hell is going on!!
"hahaha!.. Tsubaki, you have a good kid!!" The lady said to my mom.
"you haven't changed, have you! Then, Kei! this is the world's no3 pianist Emi Igawa!! back in the days your father and she was all rivals!" my mom just introduced me to the world's top no3 pianist!!. wait, what? she is no3. so that's why I felt just like my dad when I saw her!!
"is Kousei here?" Mrs. Emi asked my mom.
"yeah! he is sitting there! wait I will call him!" my mom said.
"no!! please, don't! I don't wanna see, him...now! i will see him at the gala concert VIP seatings." She said.
"hu!!! okay, then.." My mom said.
So this is what happened on my way towards japan, inside the flight, without even allowing me to see my Instagram and not even allowing me to hear my music.