SHOOTING STARS, h. rindou

06

CHAPTER SIX
false talk

You wake up because of the sudden rays of the sun from your windows blinds, hitting your face. You rubbed you eyes as you adjusted with the light filling in your room. You slowly sat down and put on your slippers. As you got up, you've got a ton of notification popping up from your Instagram account. Because of the non-stop popping noises, you picked it up and checked the time before opening the notifications.

07:02 AM
Sun, April 7

As you opened your Instagram, your dm's was filled with texts from your subscribers of your YT channel.

@floweryyy_ :
Ms. Y/N, when will you post another cover???

@_shigiiinamiii :
Y/N-san, can i request a song cover of Dandelions by Ruth B.??? pleaseee 🥺

@nishi.mura :
i'm your fanboy Ms! i'm waiting for your next ud!!

@beach_sun :
waiting for your next ud!!! 💛

You got so many dm's left and you have no time to open them all and reply back to all of it. You just shrugged it off and got downstairs.

When you got down, you saw your mom seating across the table while eating her breakfast alone but she's being accompanied by some of the maids. When your mother noticed your presence, she then smiled at your direction, resulting you to smiled back at her. The maid then bowed at your mother and greeted you before they left. As you sat down, across the table facing your mother, scooping yourself some of the food infront of you and the maids filled your glass with milk.

"Good Morning, Y/N." You're mother formally greeted you. Your only response to your mother was a simple hum and a 'morning' before continuing eating. Half way eating, your mother finished her plate and got up. "If you're still mad about yesterday, I'm sorry." Your mother said and turned around leaving you, completely lost your appetite. When your mother left the house again, not knowing where she'll go again this time.

After loosing your appetite, you got up and went to your room. You took a bath and changed to your clothes. You then picked your guitar away from its case. You calmly sunk into your furry gray bean bag and comfortably placed your guitar infront of you. You picked first your phone to search the song Dandelions.

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It took you almost half an hour practicing to keys of the song, today you'll be using your acoustic guitar since you don't have a Piano in you parent's house, and you have one in your apartment. You then got your camera and your tripod, now standing infront of you. You don't have to get yourself a ring light since the light from your open balcony is filling the room. It's still 8:02 though, so the sun is still not entirely up.

You then composed yourself and turned on the camera, as you slowly strummed your guitar harmonizing the strings. As everything is settled, you sighed and hummed.

Dandelions
(by Ruth B.)

"Maybe it's the way you say my name

Maybe it's the way you play your game

But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you