Sunday

You were a music school student. You were sent there at the age of seven, and now you're 18. This is your last year of study here. Well, and not only yours...
Sunday was also graduating soon. And even though he played the piano and you the violin, that didn't stop you from becoming friends. On the contrary, you became a duo, winning first place at many concerts.
Your graduation concert was coming up soon. You two got together to practice your parts. While you carefully drew the bow across the violin and pressed the strings, Sunday looked at his notebook with the sheet music and, already playing automatically, fell asleep. He was so tired.
You were approaching the second verse when the piano music stopped. You looked at Sunday and saw him sleeping soundly, his head resting on the staff, snoring lightly...