genius.

notes.

Kim Taehyung.

Paris, the city of love, also the city of the french people, therefore the city of rude and kinda aesthetically pleasing people. This actually not my first rodeo here, a couple years ago i came to "get to know me", you know? to find out who i was. The bullshit that everyone tell themselves to spend months, eating terrible food and going to awful hotels along Europe.

Now everything is different, i came here to see her presentation, it was awkward but at the end she invited me to her birthday party, i believe is in a night club, nothing more fun that partying in Paris, that's how i figured out that she didn't planned her party, her friends did.

I know for a fact that Oh Ari didn't liked clubbing, she like's casual things, like little bars and quiet spaces. She of course invited me to be polite but maybe if i go things become more light between us. After everything that happened we need to loosen up.

When i met Ari i immediately liked her, she was beautiful but she was a child, innocent and at that moment i knew that i wasn't good for her, and life keep trying to get us to be in the same fucking room together. In the same classrooms, schools and universities, so it became more annoying, the feelings that i developed for her were annoyance not love or something like that. Beside she was a fucking genius, always the best grades, the best presentations and fucking the violin. God, when she plays the violin, it's like being in heaven, so she beat me at every single thing.

Except Juilliard, i got the scholarship and not her, even though it was in a not so hard program i still got it, but of course she was gonna get in, she is incredibly talented.
When i offered her a duo, me in the piano and her playing the violin, she said that the piano it was gonna end in my head. But i believe that she's is thinking about it, thing in Korea were different, we were kids.

My mother loves her, i'm pretty sure that she's only coming to see her presentation and not mine, i also know that Ari really like her so, it's not that embarrassing. My mom it's like her, kind, funny and also beautiful so it's not a surprise that they get along.
Sometimes i believe that my mom it's the only person in my awful family that is actually good, certainly my father isn't a good person, or at least not a good father.

He was always the "hard" parent, after years of therapy i know that he is abusive not hard but fuck him, not need to talk about him.

The streets of Paris are shining, and drunk people it's starting to appear, so i hope she likes my  gift.