•The melody of his sighs• [ Taekook ]

II

Monday

Taehyung's pov

The first thing I think every morning when I open my eyes is a work. Work. Work. For the last few years, I haven't afforded anything for myself but a big pile of papers and emails and other things, which start to cause me nausea day by day. There were moments when I enjoyed my job, I wanted to build myself and to be seen in the best light. When I was 25, I became very valued in the business world. And now, three years later, almost everyone in this rainy European city knows the results of my work. My name is not so popular because I mostly done everything behind the screen, to spare myself the flash of hungry paparazzi. And it was best decision in my life.

That day I sat at the usual place in the hotel, next to the window. Every time when I stayed here, I take that position. It's kind of one of my refuge, my safe zone. And because I practically live at the hotel now, all staff agreed to give me that place in diner hall.

The papers piled up, so someone would say I was old-fashioned, born perhaps in the wrong century, with era technology and all that shit. But it's easier for me when evidence can keep in my hand instead of losing somewhere in the laptop. I never loved all those modern things that can occupy your mind and dumb people. I used laptop only when it was necessary. I put my glasses and I danced into my work.

In the previous days, the atmosphere was mostly the same. In addition to the persons of staff, I saw the same persons people who put their career in front of everything. I can recognize these people by their wrinkles and on their gait. It was also my future that mocked me mockingly. I'm aware of that. I will grow old with my head among the papers and with thoughts of the job I hate more and more. But that's the life that someone needs to live, isn't it? So I guess I shouldn't be so ungrateful. I can buy everything I want in essence. I can afford the most luxurious things, the most exotic places and the most expensive clothes. What I really need I can't buy and I reconciled with that. Maybe one day... Maybe?

Now I could hear clearly the noise that spread the hallways of the hotel. I knew something was happening. I was a witness of many people who scored the hotel. Alone at this table, I testified everything and anything. My eyes watched all kinds of 'celebrities' behind the curtains, for some I was surprised by their behavior. I was disappointed in some, but it's all show business.

I knew there would be a super famous band from Korea in hotel for the next few days. Wherever I was heading to the streets of London, I could see their advertisement. And since I currently live in this place, I've heard excited whispers from the staff about the bend with all their staff staying at hotel. Does it even matter? A few days go by faster than expected. They will be here and then they will be gone. So some new guests come and so on in the circle.

Although I was at this table all morning, it was not enough. I continued with my duties and work, with small breaks for lunch and coffee. Time flew so quickly. As always. The only thing I will never have control over. The only thing I always lose to. The only thing that scares me irreversibly. Time. The main culprit for every unfulfilled desire of the heart.