The Pianist [DoHwan/HwanYoungz]

September, Friday 30

My friends have invited me this afternoon to the PC café. I've lied saying my mom needs me at home, and I got no permit to hang out, but to be honest, I just got different plans for today.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Kim. My mom sends this."

I raise my arms, showing her the glass container where my mom has put fresh baked cookies. She says is the least she can do after finding out I've been "annoying the Kims" for the past few days.

Ms. Kim takes the container and thanks me with a smile.

"Dobby's at the piano." She says as she lets me inside the house.

As if I lived there, I go upstairs, cross Doyoung's bedroom, and go out to the second floor terrace.

As always, Doyoung is at the piano, playing.

As always, I got no idea of the name of the melody he's playing.

In the terrace, besides the piano, there are some flowers pots, a pair of statues, a set of low coffee tables and a small sofa, with a tapestry which color reminds me of a cappuccino drink.

Trying to not be rude, I slid as silent as I can, and sit on the sofa, from where Doyoung can see me but he prefers to just ignore me, and I wait for him to finish playing whatever he's playing, before asking:

"Name?"

"Nocturnes Op. 9 No. 2 in E-Flat, by Frédéric Chopin." Before I can frown, clearly saying I didn't understand a single word, Kim Doyoung hurries to reduce the explanation. "Nocturnes, by Chopin."

"I'm pretty sure I've heard this one before." I say after repeating the name, making sure I've memorized it.

Ms. Kim arrives at that moment. She's holding a tray, which has a plate with some of the cookies my mom baked, and two glasses of warm milk.

"Probably." Is Doyoung's answer, as he tells his mom with just a sign that she can place the tray in the coffee table that's between the piano and the sofa where I'm sitting, which now places me in the perfect spot to hear and eat. "I've heard the piece was used as an OST for a movie."

"Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen." Says Ms. Kim. "Probably your mom knows it."

I nod, but only to not be seen as rude, since to be honest I've never heard that name, and thus, Ms. Kim smiles to both of us, and leaves us alone.

I hurry to take a cookie, and so Doyoung does what he does best, without me even having to ask for it.

Nocturnes, by Chopin, used as an OST for Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen, surrounds us once again.

Pride and Prejudice, 2005 edition* (You know, the one with Keira Kinghtley and Matthew MacFayden)

Ribo~