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☔„Don't tell them"☔

4th March 2013
I had left the clinic in the meantime and went back to my skedule. The boys were very careful with me. Like I'm fragile and could break anytime. Sometimes it was annoying because it made me feel weak. But I knew that they didn't mean it in a bad way. They wanted me to be fine.

I was just in Japanese class with Jungkook. Pdnim wanted us to learn Japanese. It was pretty easy for me. In contrast to Jungkook. I already learned some languages, so it wasn't that difficult.

The class ended 40 minutes later. We walked down the hallway to the practice room. Now we had dance practice together with the other boys.

But as soon as we entered the room we heard the argument going on. Jimin and Tae were mad at each other.

Jimin: What's that supposed to be?

Tae: Just leave me alone.

Jimin: Ahh! Do whatever you want!

Jimin was so mad that he turned and walked out of the room. As he turned around he bumped into me and I fell on the floor.

Jimin hadn't noticed it anymore because he had already left the room.

Hobi came to me and he and Jungkook helped me up.

Hoseok: Omo are you okay?

I nodded.

Tae: Did he hurt you?

Tae was in a rage.

I shook my head.

Joonie calmed Tae down. Then we started dancing and practicing. Hobi became Hoseok again. The strict dance teacher.

After that I had vocal training. Then I went home. The boys already went home some time ago. My day was very long and exhausting.

It was now 8 p.m. Everyone was somewhere else.

I sat down at the table in the living room on the floor. I started to learn. My school hadn't started yet, but it would start in 10 days and I had to repeat the material from last time and study new material.

The others had gone out. In the studio. Or doing extra training or working out. Then Jimin sat down with me. He was the only one at home except for me. I hadn't seen him since the dance practice incident. He sat on the sofa and watched me study.

Jimin: That looks complicated. Do you need help?

That wasn't difficult .. .these were simple math tasks.

Me: No. That's not that difficult. That's actually easy.

Jimin: How could it not be difficult? Can you do that already?

I nodded.

Jimin: Show me.

He said defiantly.

Me: Do you not believe me?

He shook his head.

Me: Okay. Then watch.

I did the math task in 2 minutes and he checked them. All were correct.

Jimin: How? How did you do that?

I shrugged my shoulders.

Jimin: What's your IQ?

Me: 149.

His jaw dropped.

Jimin: You are gifted!?

Me: Yes. But don't tell anyone please.

Jimin: Why? This is amazing!

Me: No it's not. I'm nothing special.

Jimin: But why should noone know?

Me: I don't want anyone to expect something of me.

He nodded understandingly.

Jimin: I see.

* Time skip *

𝕐𝕆𝕆ℕ𝔾𝕀 ℙ𝕆𝕍:

Yuyu: I'm going. Bye. See you later.

Namjoon: Where are you going?

Yuyu: To the studio.

Namjoon: It's 9 p.m. ...it's already late.

Yuyu: I know. I am not staying long. Don't worry.

Namjoon wanted to reply but I signaled to him that it was okay.

He nodded to her, told her to be careful and she left.

Namjoon: Why did you stop me?

In the next room we heard Jimin and Taehyung arguing. It had been going on for half an hour.

Me: I'm going to the studio in a minute. She is not alone. But she really wants to go there. We shouldn't stop her all the time. No matter how well we mean it. She should learn for herself what is good for her. She knows what is the best.

He nodded. We heard Jimin cursing.

I got up to go to the studio.

As I left the building, the wind blew in my face. It was quiet. I didn't like the cold weather. But I was sure that Yuyu loved the weather. I noticed that she always went out in cold weather, like rain.

There was also another reason why I let Yuyu go. I thought she was scared. Afraid because Jimin and Taehyung were fighting. She was quiet as always but now even more. You could tell it.

We used one studio together. I knocked on the door. No response. I entered. Yuyu sat in the chair with her back facing me and with headphones on. She hadn't noticed me. I approached her. She wrote a song.

When she saw me she flinched.

Me: Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

I sat down next to her.

Yuyu: It's fine.

She continued.

I looked at her lyrics. .I didn't understand them. They were in English.

𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭
𝘗𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭
𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳
'𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯.

Me: What does it say?

She looked at me. Then she translated the text for me.

Me: Wow. You're really good at writing songs.

Yuyu: Thanks. Why are you here?

Me: I often go to the studio in the evening. Because I produce songs.

She nodded.