"Why did you call me little Hippo Oppa? That's not my name." She asked. He pointed to the stuffed purple hippo in her arms, it had a cute scarf around its neck. She nodded in response.

"Then what is your name little hippo?" He mused at the curious girl.

"I'm Hana." She smiled widely.

She paused for a bit before turning around to face the piano again while he did so too. He watched as her fingers played with the keys. A soft sweet simple melody played on one hand. "Sadly Oppa passed away a few years ago. He had been battling with cancer for years, his dream was to be a concert pianist but.." she stopped the soft tune, she smiled sadly again. "One day, he told me he changed his dream."

"Hana-ah, don't cry." He wiped your tears but they continued to flow.

"Oppa, don't leave me." Hana begged as she cried more. "Y-you still need to fulfill your dream!"  Hana couldn't hold in her sobs and chokes as she held his hand tightly.

"It's okay Hana, I managed to fulfill and even better dream." He smiled kindly at the young girl.

"What was his new dream?" Yoongi was now caught up in the tragic story, his full attention was on her. She looked up at him, his eyes were swimming with sincerity and emotion. She always knew Yoongi was a very sentimental and emotional person deep down, but he preferred to portray a calm and cold personality. She was starting to think that his emotional self wasn't too far from the surface now.

"He wanted to pass on his skills to someone else to carry on his legacy, and apparently, that was me." She looked up at Yoongi and smiled as a single tear rolled down her face. She quickly wiped it but Yoongi's hand stopped her. Her breath caught as she felt his soft thumb on her cheek, wiping away the stray tear. "Sorry I don't usually cry about it anymore, but because I was playing the piano it made me emotional." She chuckled to herself.

"No need to apologize. It was a beautiful story, and you do play beautifully. I can head and feel the emotions as you play." He honestly said making her surprised. The Min Yoongi, the genius and amazing Min Yoongi had just praised her on her piano playing.

"But it's nothing like how you play Yoongi!" You managed to blurt out to save your embarrassment.

"You're being too tough on yourself Hana, I'm fact could you play that song again? I'd like to hear it." He smiled at her, clearly he knew she was embarrassed but he couldn't help but want to hear her play again.

"O-okay. Sorry if I make mistakes, don't say I didn't warn you." She nervously took a deep breath, her stage fright getting the best of her before she thought of her Piano Oppa, and channeled her emotions into the song.

She played Spring day, her eyes closed majority of it as she tried to let the emotions swirl through her. To say the least Yoongi was amazed, like before there was no musical score in sight and the way she played the song was unlike any rendition he's ever heard. He closed his eyes too as he felt how melancholy and bittersweet the song was feeling, an emotion that was strong in spring day but wasn't This strong, it nearly made him want to cry. Once she concluded, ending the song beautifully she looked up at Yoongi, his eyes were still closed.

"Was it bad?" She was worried as he didn't show any emotion as he finally opened his eyes to meet hers.

"Where'd you find that music score?" He asked. Her heart thudded for a moment, it must've been bad, she didn't do the song justice ! It was probably all messed up and different.

"I uh, I played it by ear. I never learned how to read music sheets, Oppa only taught me how to play by ear and memory." She nervously tapped her leg, afraid to face him again but after a drawn out silence she looked up at him and his jaw was slack.

"Hana, you're a fucking genius." He spoke, unfiltered. If Jin were around he'd shout "language!" But he wasn't, so she did it in her head.

"It's nothing! It doesn't even sound remotely like the actual piano score." She rushed before he caught her wrist.

"Let me help you write it, it's a beautiful rendition of the song, in fact it captures it better than the original score. Please let me write it down." He pleaded and she couldn't help but agree. Had he really liked it that much? She always got praises but nothing like this. She nodded enthusiastically at him and he smiled, finding empty sheets in the nearby drawers and borrowed a pencil from one of the nurses.

For the rest of the day, she played whole Yoongi recorded it down, note for note. By the end of it, he wrote the title:

'BTS - Spring day'
'Arranged by Park Hana.'

Satisfied, he thanked her again while she did so too. He didn't plan on spending the day there and he knew he would have lots to do when he returned and his members would be a little mad but, it was worth every second.

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