The Pianist [DoHwan/HwanYoungz]

October, Friday 14

Last weekend, Chuseok happened. My mom and I spent it at home (we didn't have any family plans, since our relatives live quite far away), but mom insisted me not to go to the Kim household, since we didn't know if they'd be busy with their own family celebrations.

The weekend was utterly boring. The Kim's must've been surely busy with their family since I didn't see Doyoung go out to the terrace to plain the piano, not even once.

I don't know if it's related, but just as those two noonas said, Doyoung didn't go to school for a couple of days, so I had to take lunch with my friends, and walk back home, by myself.

I walk past the Kim's household, when I walk back from school, but besides that, I haven't been around there a lot lately.

During lunch, just as always, I go check Doyoung's classroom, to see if he attended school today, and try to have lunch together. He's there, and I'm about to smile like an idiot, when I see he has a bloody tissue stuck in his nose.

Slightly angry, I'm thinking that trio of bullies need me to teach them another lesson, when I walk in the classroom, and after placing my lunch in his desk, I sit in front of him, and look at him.

"What did they do to you?"

"It wasn't them." He replies. "I haven't seen them in days."

I want to believe him. To be honest I'd love to be one of his classmates, so I can take care of him 24/7, but that's something just impossible since I'm just a freshman, two grades below him, and because I'm pretty sure he wouldn't like it at all. He's not tall, very skinny and visibly weak, but he has a lot of pride.

That time, I thought he had only said is as a joke, pretending to be tough, but he hasn't thanked me for breaking the bullies nose. Is not like I need him to thank me, but it would be a nice gesture...

We're eating our lunches in silence, when he takes out the bloody tissue out of his nose, looks around his backpack, and takes out a clean one, and places it back in his nostril.

"So you're telling me you're bleeding your soul out by your nose since the last fifteen minutes, but it's totally not because someone has beat you."

"I got a sensitive nose." He says, visibly embarrassed. "It happens all the time."

I frown. That is something that definitely shouldn't happen "all the time", but I prefer to say no word.

To be honest that worries me more, since compared to those bullies, a bleeding nose isn't something I can protect him with my tae kwon-do skills.

And then, another thought crosses my mind: maybe Doyoung's absences are not due to the bullies.

Have a happy weekend,

Ribo~