The other pair of hands were discernibly larger than mine. Their adroit in running their fingers across the piano was much more mastered. It was much smoother, compared to my playing. This person sitting next to me inexorably evoked a sense of admiration and respect from me.
The scene was fading, and I slowly felt myself fade away from the youthful girl and morphing back into myself. There was a burst of the emotions from my real self back into my body, and-
I shot out of bed, perspiring profusely from the heat. My breath was unstable and attempted to calm myself down by shaking my head. "What...was that..." I muttered. A wave of sadness washed over me and before I knew it, I was crying.
This wasn't the first time I regretted my decision to never touch the piano again. It had happened countless times, but this was the worst it had ever gotten. Memories of practising pieces I loved, composing songs rushed through my head. I couldn't take it.
I attempted to stymie my cries, yet ended up letting out muffled sobs and trembled under my blanket. My head was pounding, but it fortunately wasn't as bad as the first time it hurt when encountering music. I always knew I wouldn't be able to go on without music, and here I was, suffering from letting it go for an uncontrollable reason.
My headaches.
I hated myself for giving up, for not continuing to give my all in pursuing my dream, but it had reached the stage where I couldn't even go near a piano.
I guess it's never meant to be...
As I calmed down, my eyes stared into the dark. Can I do this? I thought and released a loud and heavy sigh.
4am.
There were three more hours left to rest and prepare myself mentally and physically for school, but I was enervated from the 5 minutes of physical pain and mental pain for longer than ever. The little energy I had left in me at the moment wouldn't last me halfway to school. Therefore, I texted my friends to say that I would be staying home for the day.
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I dragged my feet to the door of my apartment and plopped myself onto a chair in front of it. My two friends had called to inform me that they were on their way to my place, to help me catch up with the work in school.
Sixty, fifty-nine, fifty-eight...
The doorbell rang. My inert body remained on the chair; I stretched my right leg to press on the button to unlock the door for my friends to enter my house.
"Jaessicaaaa we're here!" The atmosphere in this lonely place suddenly turned light with the energy literally radiating off Eunnie and Ro-in. They beamed at me, settled their bags down and comfortable sat onto my sofa.
I was about to ask them about their day when Eunnie hushed me and described an incident in school today.
After minutes of non-stop narrating, I realised that Yoongi had been staring at them when they sat with Jimin's friends - the boys including Yoongi - the moment they arrived at the table. According to Namjoon, he wasn't usually as awkward and weird.
I furrowed my eyebrows and couldn't help but think that Yoongi was extremely frightening too.
"Okay, girls. Let's get on with our peer-tutoring! I wanna sleep..." Ro-in pouted and closed her eyes in an attempt to express how tired she was. The three of us sighed at the same time, and reluctantly proceeded with our academic-related issues.
"So if the distance he travelled by car was..." Eunnie explained. I zoned out a tad from how confused I was.
"Eunnie unnie, I really don't know what you're saying. " I stated. She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath to re-explain the theory to the math question we were solving when Ro-in cut her off.
"Speaking of cars... Is it just me who noticed that Jae has been avoiding roads lately? Ever since that happened." My eyes widened and I thought back on the times when I patently ignored a road and took other alternatives. It wasn't that I constantly wanted to escape from crossing a road - I hardly noticed this new behaviour of mine until Ro-in mentioned it.
Eunnie agreed with Ro-in. "You've been acting differently since Yoongi appeared too. " She pointed out and I immediately understood what she was implying. That was true, but it wasn't a valid point as I'd only met him a day before, so I didn't think that Yoongi and my sudden avoidance of roads could be interlinked.
"Yoongi seems as if he knows you too..."
I shook my head. "If I don't know him, then he doesn't know me. I've never met him for as long as I remember." I let out a long breath. "Let's continue with our work, yeah?"
After a few hours, Ro-in yawned and stretched in her seat. My friends' energy seemed to had completely radiated off them. Their tired beings were complete opposites of what they were like when they just entered the house.
"Jae, hwaiting! Don't stress yourself too much... I know you stayed home because of a headache. Perhaps releasing some tension will help you feel better!" Eunnie said as she stood up with her bag and made her way out of my house. I nodded, a small smile on my lips. As the two of my friends exited my apartment and I closed the door, I could see them waving to me with supportive expressions on their face. They waved to me and turned away as I turned as well.
My friends never fail to cheer me up:D.
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So apparently I'm free today:D
Hope this chapter made the story more interesting HAHAHA
~seeya
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Key To The Strings | Min Yoongi
FanfictionThere was nothing Jessica loved more than these two things. Music and him. He who was the string that connected all the pieces of her together again. ......... This story was kinda inspired by Shigatsu Wa Kimino Uso / Your Lie in April💪💪 +the o...
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