Chapter 6: Composing

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   It was a couple weeks in since I debut. I had many fans, but not as much as my seinors of YG. Lately Jiyong has been hanging around me, just like back then when I was a designer. Everyday, he would come to see me. Even if it was only for a couole minutes. But he did give me some pointers. I felt like I was improving a lot more than a couple weeks ago. Today I was supposed to be practicing, just like everyday. Yet why am I laying on the floor of the practice room with a notebook? "Sarang~ What are you doing?" I didn't need to look up to know it was him. "I'm just laying here as you see." Jiyong crouched down next to me. "Are you supposed to practice composing?" I closed my eyes as I try to get some ideas. "Yeah, but I've gotten nowhere. I don't want to sing something that is about love and so. I want it to be better." Now sitting up, jiyong smiled at me. "I've never herd that answer before. Think about what you've done to get here. What was the most signifigant part of your life?" Suddenly an idea popped. "I got it! Thanks Jiyong!" I gave a big grin. Returning the grin, he moved some of the  hairs in my front of my face, placing it behind my ear. "I'm happy to help." He looked at the clock, then at me. "Well, I have to go. I see you later!" He patted my head, then took off.
   After he left, I jolted some of things I experienced. I decided to compose a song about the choices I've made to come this far. --Time skip-- by the time I've gotten to the second verse for my song, it was late. I got up and stretched. Once I've finished, I started packing to leave. When I've exited the building, the cold air brushed against my face. "I should've brought my scarf." I said to myself as I raised my sweater higher to cover part of my face. It wasn't long before I reached the dorms. Once I got in I sighed. Since the elevator was taking too long, I took the stairs to my room. When I entered, I plopped down on my couch. Laying there, I didn't notice the door knocking as I fell asleep.
   It was early in the morning as I woke up. I went to go wash up before I would head out again. After I finished drying my hair, I herd the door knocking. 'Who could it be?' I opened the door to reveal Jiyong. "Ah, good morning." I said to him. He looked worried for a minute, then went back to normal. "Morning." He returned. I never really noticed, but we've been standing in silence for two minutes. "What's wrong Jiyong?" His eyes pierced through mines. "Where were you last night? Why didn't you answer the door?" I tilted my head, confused. "You were here last night? Ah, sorry. I think I fell asleep that time." I herd him sigh of relief. "That's good to know. I was worried if you weren't home yet." His arms wrapped around me, pulling me to an embrace. He placed his chin on top of my head. Suddenly I could feel my face heat up a bit. "Um, what are you doing?" I could fell him starting to smile. "I'm just charging myself for another day. I have to practice a lot lately." After several minutes, we separated. "Oh, I have to be leaving soon. Good luck on your song!" I nodded. "I'll work hard. Fighting!" I raised my fist up. Before he left, he place a small kiss on my head. "There's your good luck." With this he left. I could feel my whole face explode. My stomach was feeling the butterflies. 'What is with me?' I wondered. 

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