THE RIGHT ONE

La Mer

Brett POV

🎵 Claude Debussy - La Mer 🎵

I stroke my bow as I close eyes, hearing the beauty of the violin sound, fuse with the breeze of the sea.

All of y/n's family are in the beach house, playing cards I recall. But since I haven't aquintanced to them that much, I chose to be here instead.

Here I am, sitting down at the coast again with my violin case. Yeah, I brought my violin with me to the beach, just because I didn't really want to leave it at home.

True, it's not appropiate to dirt my case this way but... maybe just today. As long as it's not the violin that got dirty.

I smile while producing a soft note with it, playing the piece from Claude Debussy. A perfect way to put my feelings into music.

Today was great. I have a lot fun playing with y/n and Eddy. Though I still didn't like him being around for some things.

A few days lately, I've been thinking about y/n. About how we met in the orchestra, how we always spent a lot of time together, practice together.

Yes, a lot of fun things happened since I know her. She always light up my day.

Although...

I'm still thinking about what I should do.

Do you know when you're finally feeling certain about someone, but you know you didn't stand a chance to get them?

I keep stroking my bow to the strings, letting out my insecurities, as my brain still busy to enjoy the feeling of the music.

Have confidence, okay?
Y/n's voice popped up inside my mind. I even don't remember when was the last time I have so much confidence.

As a child, I really thought I was good, but as I grow, I realize I'm not that.... talented? Or in this case, I just not that great as a man. I'm quite happy when she said I'm good...

Okay, I'm lying. I'm SUPER happy to hear that.

I see Eddy is more persistent today, trying to impress her with all that he can do. He tried to look great, which I didn't like, because... I don't know. I still can't get over the incidents at the bubble tea shop, the rehearsal and everything.

He always trying so hard to get y/n away from me, saying that she is his, when she clearly haven't like him at all.

I know she always told me that she got annoyed so much by him. And I found it so rude too.

But then again, it's weird that I'm saying this. I had to admit...

He's a soloist. He got every wealth that every human can get, and they have been friends since childhood.

Even when she was annoyed, she still looked happy playing with him today. She smiled, she laughed so happily. There might be a chance for him to be together with her. She might love him sooner or later. I can't say she really closed her heart to him, isn't it?

Then who am I? How can I stand a chance? Will she looked up to an ordinary orchestral violinist like me, instead of him? What are the chances?

"Brett?"

I open my eyes, turn my head as I catch someone staring at me.

"y/n?" I said with a deadpan face. I didn't expect she'll he here. Did she come to look for me?

She smiles, then sits beside me, hugging her knees. We sit so close, we nearly closed our sitting gap.

"What are you doing here?" She asks, looking at me curiously.