"Between Our Keys And Strings" ☑️ [2Min ❤️]

2.

Seungmin's heart skipped a beat for some unknown reason.

He had been stared earlier too by all the students, but.......this stare was different.

It was not just staring......it felt like observing, sinking in deep in his soul.

And who's heart would not skip if the person they are being stared at was this miraculous.

Like literally.

How come a guy like him even exist?

Such unique features.

He hadn't seen someone this beautiful and handsome.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Whats with him?What's with even me? Why is he staring at me? Did I do something wrong? Did I breath wrong? Do I look like alien to this beauty? Did I wear my shirt backward? Oh my god. Why would he even look at a wrong creation of god like me? Maybe I offended him by my existence. Gosh please don't look at me like that.

"Minnie? " *no response.

"Minnie" Seungmin snapped out of his trance when Wonpil shakes him

"Are you okay?

"Yes sir. Why?"

"Nothing you were Staring at the floor too much and your lips are literally ripped with how much speed you were biting them. Here take my chapstick"

"No, thank you sir I am okay. Your chapstick will be dirty"

"Why will it be dirty?"

"Because someone else is using it instead of you"

"Ani, ani instead my chapstick will be blessed to be touched by an angel like you." Wonpil said ruffling Seungmin's
hair.

Seungmin shyly just bowed down fidgeting with his hem of shirt.

Everyone just cooed at his shy demeanor.

Little did anyone notice the clenched pale fists of someone.

"Actually you must be confused why pianists, guitarists and drummers are together in one room but don't worry it's not misplacement you will understand it day by day, nae?"

Seungmin nodded bowing to him.

"Aigo why do you keep bowing again and again, your body will hurt." Wonpil said caressing Seungmin's back gently.

Seungmin just shyly looked down, accepting the touch.

These people here are so kind to someone like me. They must be too kind.

"Come let's start with basics, okay?"

Seungmin nodded, lighting up the room with his sunshine smile.

Everyone just melted at his positive attitude.

Seungmin followed Wonpil ––with shy, tiny steps still not used with th shift in the place.

Wonpil soon turned around with a smile saying.

"This is the piano you will practice on, you can use this to write your name."

Seungmin looked with big, doe puppy eyes, like a surprised curious puppy.

He took the tag of his name from Wonpil and sat on the piano chair. The piano was so classic, aesthetic. It was kind of antique. He was very astonished and curious by how it sounds.

Does it bark or meows? What!
What are you thinking SeungMin?
Like you haven't heard piano in your Life

He curiously put one of his pinky finger on the piano key in tiny press.