[Junghwan POV] A vintage house, with tall windows and a huge terrace on the second floor. A tune starts to sound. A piano. I don't know that tune, but it hypnotizes me, it lures me in.
"Happy birthday, Dobby."
[SO JUNGHWAN X KIM DOYOUNG]
These past days I haven't see Kim Doyoung at school. I got the feeling he's avoiding me. Today, at lunch, I walked towards his classroom, thinking we could eat lunch together, but he wasn't anywhere.
Standing right next to the door, there were two girls chatting. Assuming they're both his classmates, I hurried to ask.
"Didn't Kim Doyoung come today to school?"
"Who?" One of them asks.
"Kim Doyoung." I repeat myself, a little bit exasperated. "Short, skinny. Dark brown hair. He sits in the third row and doesn't speak to anyone."
"Ah..." says the girl, visibly uncomfortable. "No, I think not. To be honest, he's absent most of the time, so nobody keeps tally anymore."
"How's that possible?" I can't help but growl, despite being conscious I'm being rude to those two noonas. "His desk is basically in the middle of the classroom, and now you're telling me no one sees him?"
"Well." The other girl shrugs when she replies. "We just learnt to ignore him. But he was actually the one who ignored us first." She hurries to explain. "Every time somebody wanted to get close to him to chat or try to get to know him, Kim just ignored everybody. In the end, the whole class just got tired of trying, and so here we are."
I growl again.
"What about the bullies? Does nobody want to defend him?"
But the noonas once again shrug their shoulders, and one of them replies:
"He wanted it this way."
I've got no new reasons to go to his house. Für Elise has been the only piece that Kim Doyoung has been playing during the last days. Weirdly enough, I don't get tired of it, but somehow I can't quite enjoy it either. Sometimes I feel like I should walk out my bedroom, my house, and knock at his door, and tell him thanks, but I end up not doing it, simply because is a stupid excuse.
The words of those noonas keep on repeating in my head, over and over. Is that the reason why he acts so cold every time I try to talk with him at school?
I can't help but get angry at him.
Well, maybe Kim Doyoung doesn't want us to be friends, but unluckily for him, I just don't care about what he wants. Unluckily for him, having me as a friend means he'll have someone to defend him from those bullies, whether he likes it or not. Whether he thanks me or not.
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Posting the update one day ahead, since tomorrow I'll be busy :p
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