The Art of Getting By
CHAPTER FOUR❛ Goddess of The Night. ❜
8:40 PM
September 2021
HYOSAN HIGH SCHOOL
MOON EUN-BYEOL RULED the night, and the day ruled her; she was the embodiment of the primordial Goddess of the Night herself. A muted, mellow hum resounded from the strings of her guitar.Settled on top of her ears were rounded head phones, the thin metal wire wrapped her scalp as her mixtape blasted itself through the speakers. Flowing under the headset was her shadowy, dark hair, a resemblance of the palettes of black that the sky paints at night. Half of it was tied up in a bun by a wooden pencil.
Slipping the headset off, so that it was snaked around her neck, the melodies that flurried from it could still be heard from three feet away. With the tip of her left foot, she tapped it against the sage green floor, it drummed alongside the strong rhythmic pulse of the music blaring through her headphones.
Take me to your paradise. Heaven's Door is closed-
"Aish shibal-" Not quite mellifluously, a curse laced her voice as an emphatic sigh breezily left her chiffon rose lips. Despite the volume of her music being heightened, she could still feel and hear the slip of her fingers from the board of her guitar, breaking the smooth sound of a chord. "Fuck whoever created the F chord."
She'd been at it for as long as the foggy grey moon imprinted itself within the dusky canvas of black outside; the moon's pearly cool colours reigned the heavens for as long as Moon Eun-Byeol learnt her guitar piece.
It almost drove her insane, Hyosan High School could very well be the definition of irritation when it came to musical shows. Moon Eun-Byeol appreciated them shedding a limelight on her exceptional musical skills. But when they informed her on a music show at such short notice, she felt as though the school would be the reason why her hair turns into a similar palette as the moon. Falcon grey, a colour mirroring a knights armour- from the roots to the tips of her pin-straight hair.
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