Min Yoongi is one of the members of the global superband, BTS. He's a rapper, songwriter & a producer--the best of the best. He loves his craft but doesn't believe in love. Reason? A heartbreak from the woman he thought would love him for him.
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I hastily went down the car the moment Yoongi turned off the engine.
The entire car ride back was quiet. Aside from the occasional glances he was giving me, he never asked anything though I sensed that he wanted to.
I'm grateful that he didn't. I'm not sure if I'm ready to answer his questions. I'm not sure if I'm ready for him to know more about my existence.
I've been so used to being hidden that it never bothers me now if people know or not. I mean, I prefer people don't know anything about me. So it works.
"I'll be just at my studio." He said as soon as we got inside the house. I nodded at him and headed towards the staircase. I think I will just stay inside my room the rest of the day.
Aside from that, another thing that bothers me is about Injae. Yoongi was surprised the first time he saw her in my drama then didn't want to continue watching it. She was also mentioned during our lunch with his parents. And they seemed to know about her a lot.
Well, they said she was Yoongi's classmate back in high school but why do I feel like there's something more to it?
I cannot ask about it lest I want him to ask about my father.
As planned, I spent the afternoon lounging inside my room. I got bored and hungry come evening and went out to seek for Yoongi. He's probably still inside his studio. I noticed how hard he works and I admire that about him. His success today is the testament of that.
I knocked for about two times before he let me enter the room. I warily walked inside the room, taking it all in. I love music because it's my eomma's life and I practically spent my childhood inside the recording studio where her magic was made.
"Do you need anything?" Yoongi asked after he closed the door.
"I'm bored and hungry. Aren't you hungry?" I asked and sat on his chair. I sighed. "I missed hanging out in studios."
"Huh?" He asked and pulled out another chair. "What do you mean?"
"Nothing. I just remembered going straight to my eomma's recording after school." I smiled at him.
"Your mother is a singer?" I nodded at him. "May I know who?"
I gave him a small smile & stood up.
"I'm hungry...let's eat dinner?" I said, avoiding his question. I figured I was not yet ready to share more.
He didn't answer for a minute, he just stared at me. I avoided his gaze and looked around the room.
"Alright, let's go down." He said after awhile. "Let me just save this."
I nodded and watch him do his thing. After he was done, we both went out of the room and went to the kitchen.
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