nocturne

wolfgang amadeus mozart

Hyunjins POV:

"What's your name." he asked.

"Hwang Hyunjin." i replied automatically.

"What do you play?"

"piano." i answered a little hesitantly due to repeated question.

"How old are you... Hyunjin ?"

My name out of his mouth left butterfly's crawling up my stomach.

"i'm 19 sir."

He stared at me once again.

"Why are you here Hwang Hyunjin?" he asked bluntly.

I stood stunned for a second, "E-excuse me?"

He sighed, rubbing his hands on his temples, "i said why are you here?"

My mind went into overdrive.
What did he mean why was i here? Was he mad at me? did i do something wrong?

I came up with a half assed excuse, "Because i want to be a pianist."

Mr. Bang kicked his legs off the desk, landing against the floor with a frightening thud as he leaned closer to me over the desk.

"Cut the shit 'Hwang Hyunjin' and tell me, Why are you here?"

I began to feel tears build up, my nailed were digging into my palm, probably drawing blood.

"C-cause i love music, A-and i had no other choice to pursue music-"

"Why." he interrupted. His eyes locked on mine. A dark gleam that's made him look more intimidating shining in his cold eyes.

I shuffled, pulling on my sweater, "Cause i made a deal with my parents."

"There you go! see it wasn't so hard was it 'Jinnie'"

"Huh ?" i was genuinely confused as to what the point was.

"Listen here kid," he smirked lazily and pulled me forward.

I was now leaning over the desk. My ears were red.

"I've heard about you. Your the reason i came here. The infamous Hwang Hyunjin huh?" He teased, tugging the stray hair the fell from my now mess ponytail.

"Sir, i don't know if your mistaken, but i don't think I'm the one your looking for." i pleaded, hoping he would led go and i could go home to cuddle with kkami.

"Well are you Hwang Hyunjin the son of Hwang Jiwoo and Hwang Eun-gi are you not?"

How the hell did he know their names?! i applied to Juilliard without listing their names or their money. How the hell.

He took my silence as a yes. "Don't worry i don't know your parents, and i didn't stalk you. I'm just here to help you Hyunjin-ah." he said, his words softening.

"Think of me as a parental figure. You have so much potential and i want to help you control it, to grow it, to make you the most successful Juilliard graduate out of the idiots who call themselves alumni."

"Oh." i replied, startled at the change in attitude, "But why? who am i to you? you barely know me and what do you gain out this?"