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3

I was at page 48, when I was really starting to get bored.

this book just wasn't for me I guess.

normally, I would just take my headphones and I would listen to music, but I can't do that, because I wouldn't hear if someone called for me, and if something happened to jisung, I wouldn't know.

so instead of that, I'm currently doing sudoku.
gosh, when you say it out loud, it sounds so old.

I checked my watch.
10 minutes left until the end of the lesson.

I sighed, before I decided to just continue with the sudoku.

ten more minutes.

before I knew it, the door opened and the tutor said her goodbyes to jisung, before bowing to me and leaving the house.

jisung sighed.
"I hate this so much."

I rolled my eyes, unimpressed.
he's honestly saying that after anything he does, if we don't count sleeping, or eating cheesecake.
"you have your English lesson in two hours. you should practice playing the piano."

jisung whined.
"why can't I just sleep all day?"

"because that's not what normal educated person does."

"but I'm nineteen years old, why do I need to be an educated normal person?"

I sighed.
I honestly have no idea.

I also think jisung should just go and enjoy his life, but his father is paying me to stop him from doing normal teenagers activities, so that's exactly what I have to do.
"let's go to the music room, shall we?"

jisung sighed, before he not so happily obliged and we started walking towards the music room.

"anything you want me to play?"
jisung asked me, as he sat on the piano chair.

"river flows in you."
I answer.

honestly, that's my favorite song.

"that's such a basic answer dude."

"don't call me dude jisung, we're not friends."

"oh cmon, you're the only person I can label as an friend. let me live bro."

I sigh.
this kids is such a pain sometimes.

"just play the song, will ya?"

jisung turned around and he put his hands on the keys.
he started pressing them, moving his hands smoothly, playing the melody I so love.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the beautiful sound that piano was making with jisungs help.

honestly, this kid had a talent.
I think it's a shame he can't study music anymore.

I opened my eyes and looked at the younger one, who was moving with the rhythm, side to side, with a smile on his face.
he clearly knew what he was doing.

it was so fascinating to watch him play.
I don't know, it was just something about the sight that made me....i don't know...fascinated?
I have no idea how should I name this emotion.

"so, did you like it?"
a sudden voice got me out of my trance.

"what?"

"did you like it?"

I cleared my throat.
"well, I can tell you really like the piano."