My Partner • Jeongcheol

♪ eight point nine ♪ ²

Jeonghan plays beautifully as always. He's always so lost in his music. And for the piano player....well he's always kept his identity private, so I don't have a lot to say other than he makes a great partner with Jeonghan.

The music between the two flows smoothly except when I see a panic on his face for a second.

I look behind me cause usually at one of these shows someone's dying or passing out, don't take that seriously.

Everyone is so crowded together in such a small performance room; big lights, it gets hot in here.

I look to my left and see the other judges writing. I typically sit in the middle. I'm head judge of course, that's why I work in such a high classed department.

Tone quality, technique, interpretation, accuracy, performance factors, I fill it all out while the duo finishes and applauses fill in the silence.

Eight point nine. I add them up again. Eight point nine. I guess he gets what he gets.

It's not the lowest score he's gotten, and I don't wanna sound like a bitch either.

I give them both a thumbs up and they exit off the stage.

I get up with the other judges and give the score sheets to the carrier so he can post them on the bulletin board quickly before Jeonghan and Dk, his so called piano player, gets there.

I turn to leave the vip way because you best believe that the people are spilling out of the isle and out the door way to see Jeonghan and Dk enter the car.

I get into my car. Well it's not really my car, it belongs to the company, but my actual car is at the company.

I wait for Jeonghan and Dk's car to start moving because I have to follow them to the building, along with the other judges and staff.

You see, we don't judge for other violin and piano players from our own department, we always judge for a class lower than our own.

And the judges and I think we're lucky to judge for such a boy like Jeonghan. And like I said. There's not much to say about Dk, no one knows what he looks like, no ones heard his voice. He's not a out to public type of guy.

Me and Chan are the only male judges in our department, so there's always something floating in the air with the female judges and Jeonghan.

Once Jeonghan and Dk gets promoted to our department. If they ever do. It will be over for them.

Obviously cause we won't judge for them anymore.

I get out and walk into the building. It's a pain to be on the very top floor. And I'm 28 so that's going far.

I've been judging for 3 years now. And you ask, how the hell are you the highest class AND head judge?

I'm just that good. And my piano skills; elite.

I look down. I pick up the piece, its such a random object.

But I know enough it's from a violin. I try catching up to Jeonghan. His Violin case is literally half open.

There's so many people I'm not even sure they all work here. Jeonghans looking at the bulletin board obviously looking pissed off.

Not my fault honey I added up the scores, I'm not gonna cheat your way through a 9, I don't even know you. Not to be a bitch. Again.

"Excuse me, is this yours?" I ask him

He looks back at me surprised. But it quickly fades. Like the moment off panic on his face when he was playing. Maybe its a habit?

"Oh yes. Thank you." He said and quickly turns back around.

"Great job playing tonight. I mean....as always." I say and he turns back around to look at me

"Thank you." He bowed and then left

Well he seems to not want anything to do with me. I mean I wouldn't either.

I walk up the stairs.

Well I forget to tell him his case is kinda open.

He'll realize, I'm not gonna walk my old ass back down just for that. Again not to be a bitch.

I shrug, maybe I am a bitch.

This is how Seungcheol is perceived in this book💋💋