Kim Taehyung who's suffering from a life-threatening cardiac arrhythmia called Inappropriate Sinus Tachycardia, has found himself writing love songs for young artists in the town. He wrote songs about loving this particular lad who was formerly his...
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Life isn't that difficult for a thirty-five-year-old man; at this age, the majority of males in their mid-thirties, have permanent jobs, families, and partners to live with for the rest of their lives, have invested in the family's dream car, the four wheels that take you to places you've always wanted to go. Which makes enough precious memories that were created if death came so swiftly. Die young, why not?
However, for a thirty-five-year-old man with fewer happy memories, have no partner or partner in crime to live with, never planned the actual future instead of the tons of pages filled with lyrics written about it, for a man who was rejected by the person he loved ever so dearly, for a person like Kim Taehyung, life is difficult, and with a tachycardia heart that runs over one hundred and twenty beats per minute even with two doses of Ivabradine 5mg for a day, it is dramatically difficult.
"Aish!" throws a pile of written papers.
"Aaaaish! Kim Taehyung, get your shit together; you have to finish this fucking song" Taehyung slams his cheeks with both hands, making sure to leave a red fingermark on one of his never stubble cheeks so that when he looks in the mirror, he'll remember that the deadline for completing the album for this specific 'young-artists-who-can-only-sing' is looming.
"Piece of shite, can't really write a song by yourself huh?" Taehyung chuckles as he stares at the yellowish paper with lines of words scribbled on it then smirks at it like a madman. He looks like one with his jet black, unruly hair after all.
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Singers nowadays have such a terrible grasp of putting feelings into words, that sometimes Taehyung had no clue where they got all the passion to sing their hearts out once someone else had written the song for them. They behave as if they wrote the words when they emotionally mumble into a highly auto-tuned microphone, and the young audience of fans never believe that the song was written by someone else.
Well, some people are blessed with vocals, while others are good with turning sentiments into words. However, an introvert who is reluctant to feed emotions to the vocals but terrifically swift with words, hmm, that's an unfortunate case. Taehyung, on the other hand, had them all, deep vocals that flow out like magic to the guitar, a brilliant poetic mind. But he was too miserable to try, and he frequently felt too old. He appears younger than most of the men his age, a lot younger to be honest, but it doesn't feel right to him, to take advantage of the beauty he's been gifted.
