2gether [Taekook]

19~ his room 💨

I could only stand and scratch my head. So... this is his own snacks. I know he has a lot of snacks from his fans but why does he have to buy this using his own money?

He is really a weird person. Well, I don't want to think about it so I just walked cool, as usual.

"Before we start our training today, I have two things to announce. First, all members of the guitar club must record a clip and send it to us to assess your progress. Those who already know how to play the guitar should play one simple song. And for those who are new to learning, record yourselves while playing the basic eight chord and send it to the email written on the board."

"Ugh... What's that?"

Whining sounds filled the room. Especially my voice, the loudest of all people. This is the second day of music lessons and it should be something that really permeates the heart. But they are now giving us a lot of work.

"Shhh. Silence. Anyone who doesn't send video clips will be removed from the club." said by, Dew, the dictator.

"We will die."

"You won't die. Playing the guitar to show off to the girls can still be done. There are many people like that."

"If you are using Facebook, you can upload it there and just tag me in the video. I will watch it and make comments. I promise to comment as gently as possible."

No. I won't dare to post it on Facebook to show to the public. I know Taehyung won't post it as well. You want to know why? He doesn't have a Facebook!

"Second thing is that there will be a music event called The ALter Ma Jeeb Fair. I will explain everything at the end of training. Now, begin practicing. Quickly!" he complains alone before turning to Taehyung in an annoying manner.

Now, the bad moment is back again. I had to practice using the same guitar as yesterday.

I totally forgot to buy a new one today. Also, the senior who offered to find a new guitar for me wasn't able to find one. Bad luck is entirely mine.

Ten minutes turn into half an hour. Now, it is almost an hour since my finger's dented like a tiny swamp. I keep on hoping in my head for the class to end.

"Jungkook, you can rest if your fingers are hurt." Rose told me after suffering for almost an hour.

"Really?"

"Yes. Take a rest first."

"Thank you."

"You all did well today. End of class."
What?!! Then why did you tell me to stop! Ughhh, I hate the absurdity of these music kids. It is like they're messing with me but not really. They are making the freshmen seem smart but in truth, we're pure stupid.

After the seniors ordered a break, the club's president, Dew, crossed his arms while standing in the front of the room.

"The second announcement." He was really good at holding it to the hour.

"..."

"Next week, we will hold an event that will be a gathering of music people. Therefore, tomorrow, I want new members to help promote the event at the canteen of the central building to get attention and raise funds."

"What song do we sing? And who's the one singing?" Someone raised his hand to ask.

"We will create a band for this event. The vocalist is Nani from the Faculty of Architecture. Drum will be played by Boom, guitarists will be Jen and Taehyung."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Those who have to play music tomorrow are first year students with innate background music.

Taehyung is there so this year's event will probably be more exciting than usual.

"And the rest of the members are in charge of distributing leaflets."

"Okay."

"Tomorrow before noon, once you're done with class, stop by at the club and help us carry the music instruments."

"...."

"Understood? Then you all can leave. I am hungry now. Bye!" He was muttering to himself and then he disappeared. The others began to take turns leaving, leaving only Taehyung who was still writing something.

"You don't want to go yet?" I ask even though I already know the answer.

Maybe he will also answer with a provocative expression 'Already know still asking'.

Let's see...

"Already know, still asking." Bingo! Won the lottery again.

"May I ask you something?"

"Just say it."

"The brand for guitar strings called Da-da something. Where can I buy them?"

"D'addario?"

"Yes. That one."

"You can't buy that in this area."

"Really? Then where can I buy it? The strings on that guitar hurt my hand." I spoke while showing him my fingers that are covered with plaster.

"Do you want to use my guitar?"

"Then what are you going to use?"

"I have two guitars." Why not say it from the start?

"Is that so? Can I borrow the other one?"

"Umm. But you have to get it yourself..."

"..."

"It's in my room."

"Okay. Where do you live? I'll stop by later to get it."

"No need. I'll bring you there." My heart... He could only be nice for two sentences and the rest is just him being deadly mean to me.

I waited for Taehyung to practice guitar for a long time. When the sky began to turn black, we rushed to clean the instruments and the training room. We then headed to this guy's dorm.

The guy who is not interested in everything. His room is located on the fifth floor, room number 555, building number 5, near the university. When I stepped into his room, I discovered facts...

His room is pitch black and is empty. Everything is color black including the walls.