"YangYang taught me how to play the violin." Dejun admits, looking at the instrument case with sad eyes. But his soft smile laid on his face as a decoy.
"Would you like to hear me play?" Dejun asks, Kunhang nodding. His breathing hitched as Dejun moves his hair a bit to the side. It was getting a bit long but it suited him perfectly. His eyebrows raising up as the bow was placed in his hand, he inhaled deeply.
Closing his eyes he adjusted his fingers, opening them as he felt them be placed perfectly. A sweet melody played as the bow moved.
Kunhang watched the oldest emotion, the song and melody stood out for grief and sadness. But the way Dejun played with happiness, his expression didn't falter from the seriousness he had.
It was like a perfect balance of Dejun's emotions. All on display for Kunhang to listen. As Dejun stopped he sighed, trying to keep smiling as his eyes brimmed with tears.
"YangYang.. taught you so well." Kunhang whispered, Dejun nods sadly. Missing a family member who was barly in your grasp wasn't common. But for Dejun.. he wished he could have taken YangYang's place instead.
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Cracked; xiaodery
Short StoryWhere a world where everyone must wear a mask over their own flaws. Labels separating the ugly, from the mediocre, to the pretty His label showed "cracked" but he is still so beautiful SHORT STORY! xiaojun x hendery
