🍭Blind Pianist (JJK)

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You know that moment, when the lights suddenly goes out and everything goes dark but soon enough, your eyes adjust to the darkness and you can make out the shapes of object. It is a sign that you are not blind.

I thought I might start making out shapes of objects after the initial blackout, but in my case I couldn't. My vision remained black. It has been that way for ten years now.

My mother made me learn piano since I was three. Actually, I used to sit in her lap since birth as she played it. The notes, the melodies are my earliest memories and my lullaby. It's also the only thing I can do now. I'm just sad that people recognise me as the Blind Pianist.

Don't get me wrong, playing piano is my life. The amount of time I've spent sitting and just pressing the sleek keys is uncountable. The only way I could not blame the fate for making me blind and giving me something to live for.

"You have an admirer~" My best friend, Susie sing-songed from beside me. We were currently sitting in a bar after a big show. She played the cello and was a part of a big band formed by my mother herself. She had been my friend for five years now.

I laughed, carefully placing my wine glass down. "Don't tell me it's someone old and ugly again."
"Come on, babe. It was a one time thing but I can tell you this guy is hot. Even if he is a decade older than me, I'll still want him." I laughed again. "Okay, I'm feeling better with that information. Thank you very much."

I could feel her tipping her glass at me. "My pleasure. You might wanna give him a smile." I shrugged, sipping my drink leisurely. "I wouldn't be so fast. Let's see how long it takes him to introduce himself." Susie giggled, nudging me with her elbow. "You are one conniving bitch." I could only smile.

The bar was one of the upscale ones. Not too many people, not many who'd hit on ladies. Not that many men did. They ran away in the other direction of mine once they saw my once dark brown eyes turned unnaturally grey due to the infection.

In my early teens it really hurt me. Many boys actually dated me because of my family name and reputation. Some dated to show sympathy. At last, I decided not to date anyone unless he was interested in ME.

For the last five years I had been too busy, touring and doing shows. I lived for it, I lived for the applause and the spotlight, not that I could see it but I felt it. It's crazy how after loosing one of your senses your other senses become stronger than ever. Like how, I could pick out the proper card and pay for my drinks myself.

Or how, the thirty something lady sitting to my right was drinking shots after shots after her conversation with her husband on the phone about how he wouldn't be able to join her tonight. Or how Susie tried not to make it obvious that she was using her phone, texting someone as she pretended to listen to me.

I found it amusing. Susie was trying so hard to be good friend by being here for me but I could tell from the way she was typing furiously that someone was even more desperate to be with her.

"Is that my brother you're talking to?" I asked her finally when she sighed in frustration. "What? No! Absolutely no."
"You're shouting, Susie." That shut her up. "Ugh! I can never keep a secret from you. Yes, I was talking to Kyungsoo. He wanted to meet me later but I told him I'm with you."

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously, Susie. You should go meet him. My brother doesn't usually chase after women. So, if he is chasing after you that means he must really, really like you." She sighed, leaning forward on the bar. "I don't know if I should. It's not a secret that I like him but I'm afraid if things go downhill it might affect our friendship. I don't want to lose you, you know. You are my first real friend afterall."

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