he invited me to go eat.and i accepted,
and that was even
to my own surprise.
we eat ramyeon,
and i chuckled
when i saw him slurp
up those noodles
all at once.
and then he asked me,
"sola-ssi, how did you get
interested in playing the piano?"
to this i responded,
"i never fell in love with playing it
until ten years after i started.
i was forced by my parents to enroll
and start learning,
and i never enjoyed it until
two years ago,
when i was sixteen."
he blinked without talking
for a moment,
and then drank the broth
of his soup.
"that's real odd," he whispered.
"what is?" i asked sharply.
"it's weird how you're so good
at it, but you never loved playing music
until ten years. that's a whole decade!"
he exclaimed.
i shrugged. "even now, i still sometimes
wish i was out there doing something else
besides playing piano."
taehyung looked at me for a moment.
"someday, i want to play the violin
as good as you play the piano.
i wanted to play the violin
against my parents' decision
quite opposite to your story, sola.
but why can't i play it well?
i love music so much,
but i can't seem to develop a skill
for it."
i frowned upon hearing
his story.
"the world isn't fair," i said that,
but i wasn't sure if saying so
was helping him or not.
"hm, you're right," he remarked.
"like how yoongi-ssi is such
a wonderful piano player
and all the girls swoon over him,
and his ability to play and his looks,
but on the inside, he's a real mean person.
he used to bully me and yell at me for
sucking at playing the violin, too.
but people still like him and god
still lets him win music awards
at all the recitals.
the world's unfair."
i don't do anything but nod,
taking in all the words
he's said.
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THE VIOLINIST AND HIS PIANIST. / KTH
Fanfictionwhat's a pianist got to do with a violinist? a kim taehyung fanfic. ©95STIGMA