Dalliance | MYG

07

20/04/2019

The world has betrayed Yoongi in many ways than he had ever known.

Yoongi did not think today would be one of those days where he would be betrayed.

He walks into the studio where his manager and the music producer is already waiting for him.

At least, he thinks so.

He is entering in to the studio through its oaken doors.

Between so much black, white and melancholy.

Yoongi sees silver. Hears silver.

The silver of her laughter.

Wide-eyed and incredulous. Yoongi finds the eyes of his manager.

Why is she here?

His manager seems to read it as nervousness.

He gives him a comforting nod.

It does not comfort him.

She must have caught on his presence.

Because, she is gently rolling out of the couch and she is infront of him.

She is in his vision. And that's all he can see.

He bows at the waist a little.

"Hello. I'm Min Yoongi. Nice to meet you."

He sounds foreign and anxious.

This is not how it was supposed to be. He was supposed to just record his verse.

Then why is she here?

She lets out a sound. It sounds like a chuckle.

But, Yoongi is not sure.

Not sure, because he is trying to find the cause of the pain in his chest.

Are my ribs contracting?

Shrinking?

Or, is my heart swelling up?

"I'm Jieun. Lee Jieun." She says.

Then,

"You don't need to be formal. We are the same age."

She says.

It feels like she is dousing him in a bucket of cold water at a snail's pace.

"Oh." Is all he can manage.

Then, he feels like he is on the brink of death.

As she says,

"I have been waiting to meet you. . . for a long time."

Yoongi must have been already dead. This must be afterlife.

It has to be the afterlife.

Because the world is not as shiny as she makes it out to be.