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𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

Yuna's pov
14 February. Valentine's Day. I was finally free.
Two months has already passed since my break up, and I was feeling better in a certain way. For sure, I was happy to be alone...my ex boyfriend was constantly busy even during this day, so we never planned anything special. But, my parents' pressure was suffocating me. They kept asking me when I was going back to university, and the fact is that I didn't want to.
I wanted to pursue my dream.

That's why I asked my brother's friend to give me piano lessons. It was quite hard at the beginning, but in the end, he accepted... probably out of desperation or compassion.
We started right after the New Year celebrations. Despite being grumpy, he had proven himself able to teach fairly well, and I couldn't ask for anything better.
As the days went by, his egocentrism completely vanished and things started to change between us.

We had, or rather he had, established that between us there was nothing but friendship, despite the kisses stolen in forbidden places that two friends are not used to explore.
I still couldn't get over what Yoongi had told me and I kept feeling that strange feeling in my stomach whenever I was near him.

I didn't really understand what it was, I just knew that this whole situation would lead to nothing good.
It was cold that day, and I was walking to Yoongi's house. Apparently, he wasn't busy that day, and we would have piano lessons as usual. I rang the bell and was greeted by his usual expressionless face. Everything was normal.

"Come inside."
I did as he said, and I walked to his studio while I laid my things on a nearby chair.
I immediately sat on the stool to start playing, trying to avoid his look.
"So, do you want to start with this one or with that one?"
He asked me while I chose the piece I was going to play and when I finished, he looked like he had his head in the clouds.

"You're good, really good... but music is not only technical. Music is emotion and stability. You have a lot of emotions, but you lack of stability. "
He was blunt but he was right, I was playing, but at the same time, a thousand thoughts were hovering in my head.
"I guess you're right...it's just...it's not a good period for me."

I bit my lip nervously, I was wasting the opportunity to learn how to play properly just because I couldn't get these thoughts out of my mind.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about what happened with your ex -"
"This is not about him"
I stopped him before he could finish his sentence. My ex-boyfriend had nothing to do with this.
"So, what's bothering you? If you want to talk about it..." he stopped for a second and then nodded "I'm here to listen."
I really needed to talk to someone about it.
And at that moment, he seemed like the right person to talk to about it.

I wanted to tell someone everything that was going through my mind. Maybe my heart and my head would have lightened.
I sighed and told him the whole story.
"When I was a little girl, my grandfather had a big white piano. It was beautiful, and my grandfather was so good that he made me cry every time he played a song for me... I told him that one day, I would become a successful pianist. The best in the world."
I smiled at the thought, I really missed my grandfather. I would have done anything to spend more time with him.
"Unfortunately, my grandfather died too soon, and I couldn't play for a few years. When I started playing again, my parents forbade me."
"Why? Why did they forbid you to play the piano?" 
He seemed really interested, and that made me surprised.

I supposed his words were true then. Did he really want to know me? That's why he seemed genuinely interested?
"Because Jungkook had already chosen to paint, and he wanted to attend the academy of fine arts. That's why."
He looked at me frowning "I'm sorry, but I don't understand... Why did they have to stop you from playing?"
I bit my lips in the hope that I could keep talking without crying.