Key To The Strings | Min Yoongi

Chapter Four

Jessica's POV

School had never felt so dreadful before. I had woken up that morning with an aching head and confusion from the similar dream, but ultimately forced myself out of the safe haven called my bed. My feet were dragged below me, an invisible rope straining to pull me backwards. Somehow my brain still demanded that I continue my journey forward and stagger into class.

The first head I saw belonged to Prince Jimin which shot up as soon as my body made its appearance.

"Jessica!" He called. I made my way to his table.

"Jae, gwenchanha?" Are you okay? Jimin asked with a concerned look. I mumbled an incoherent "yes". He looked at me skeptically but didn't press on the matter.

A couple of bodies suddenly jumped onto me - two, in fact.

"WELCOME BACKKK!"

I flinched and scowled at the girls and they giggled back. Shaking my head, I turned away to walk back to my table.

Jimin stood from his chair and ruffled my hair.

"eH? Yoongi hyung?"

I whipped around and caught a glimpse of a black bag and mint green hair.

I didn't notice the language teacher enter the classroom until he greeted us.

When he should have been teaching, he rambled on and on about the terrible traffic that morning. It was rather...uninteresting, I would say. But it didn't matter as much as-

"Huh?" I brought my hand up to my chest, where my heart was drumming against my rib cage. What is happening.... My eyebrows furrowed while my mind acknowledged the bamboozle.

I raised my hand. "May I go to the washroom?" I asked. As soon as the teacher nodded his head, I sped out of class.

I slowed down halfway and stared intently at the floor. It was all so confuddling, my situation now. That was when a string of melodies was heard. I turned to my left - the music room.

"No, no, no, no, no...." my head had already started to pound harshly and my legs ran as fast as they could as if it would alleviate the pain. I found myself a cubicle in the toilet and locked myself inside, not daring to move an inch. Like every other time, I was shaking very, very hard.

A blanket of darkness shrouded my vision and I leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor of the bathroom I had chosen.

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A rap was heard.

Knock knock.

It was the knock of the door.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK-

The knocker had gotten aggressive.

Wait... Door?

"What-" I was confined within four walls. The knocking only frightened me more.

"JESSICA KIM!" It was Ro-in screaming at the top of her lungs.

Startled, I jumped to my feet.

"I'm in a cubicle?!" I shouted back.

"Just open the damn door!"

Oh-

I cracked my knuckles and realised the discernible mess I was. I finally remembered how I ended up here. My hair was a mess and my uniform was crumpled from sleeping.

I reached for the lock and opened the door, stepping out to see my two friends staring at me with their face red.

They had been worried.

My head was hung low in shame for worrying my two best friends. They put their arms around my shoulders and steered me out of the toilet.

"You slept through two periods? It's break now."

"Oh, sorry." I muttered. Surely I hadn't....

But the sight of students strolling out of class confirmed what had just been said. And there was Jimin, pacing back and forth before me.

He rushed to hold my arm gently in his hand and looked deeply in my eyes to ask...if I was okay.

"Yeah."

"You've got me, you've got us." Then he pulled me and my friends along with him.

The school garden was pretty, I wished I were the flowers that swayed in the wind instead of the human being who swayed dangerously with her tragic relationship. With music.

I was like a heartbroken girl who dumped and left her boyfriend but never wanted to.

We sat down on a bench amid the nature in our school.

"I'll inform the teacher that you two are accompanying Jae who is still resting." Ro-in stood up after squeezing my hand and walked towards the classroom block.

Jimin pushed my head towards his lap and I instinctively moved my legs so that I could lie down comfortably.

"Earlier we told the teacher you were unwell and was resting." Eunnie stated. I closed my eyes and nodded.

The sun rays were undoubtedly bright and when I was bringing my hand up to shield my closed eyes from them, I could feel the light being blocked by something that wasn't my hand. I opened my eyes and saw Jimin conversing with Eunnie while blocking out the sunlight from my face and caressing my head. Their sights turned to me and both of them smiled at me comfortingly.

"Here, let me do it." Eunnie said and her hands replaced Jimin's and gently massaged my temples.

"Jae, we're here for you, you know? You're not alone in this world." Jimin whispered. "You don't have to lie that you're not okay because we know you're not, and we're here to save your day." Eunnie nodded.

A tear unknowingly escaped my now closed eyelids. Jimin's hand was felt against my cheek as he wiped it away.

I'm touched.

We ended up skipping all our classes and left the school once the bell rang.

On the bus ride home, Jimin and Eunnie were sitting behind me and Ro-in.

I opened the window and leaned my head on my arms, staring at the roads outside. The breeze blew into my face. Should I be grateful for this comfort from the world, the serenity the wind instilled in me?

I miss music...

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I've almost given up cuz I don't see the point
All my hopes and my dreams in the well like a coin
I pray and wish so hard but it'll never come true
I don't see no direction, lemme tell you

They're smashed into pieces, not coming back
My home sweet home, it's all the way up there
It's like the sky is falling, the world is ending
The candle that's been burning is currently dimming