I'm Your Girl - EXO

Chapter 6

The next few days I start looking at Hwa Yeon in a different way. Until now I only observed her as victim, as enemy, but now I start watching her expressions, her feelings, her real acts. 

And I suddenly realize how sad she is. It's hard to call someone you hate miserable, but that's how I would describe her. She isn't really a sad person, in fact she's very lively and smiles a lot, but none of her smiles feel real. 

Then I start to think if she even has any friends. I only ever see guests come to her parents, sometimes boys but they don't seem like friends either. She must be lonely. But there's probably a reason. I don't pity her.

It seems like she's struggling with something lately and I wonder what it is. 

One day I hear loud stomping nearing and Hwa Yeon jumps in the room excitedly, shutting the door behind her.

"Do you want to smell some fresh air?" she asks.

I look up. For a second I think she might let me go, but she walks to the window and opens it. I look down disappointed, but the cold air hits me and I realize I didn't smell fresh air in almost half a year. I slowly stand up and walk to the window, resting my hands on the window frame. Hwa Yeon is standing right next to me but I could jump out. I could jump out right now and kill myself or I could throw her out and kill her then escape myself. 

I look at her and she's smiling brightly. She's happy for once. What's going through her mind? Why is she nice to me? Why does she open the window now? Doesn't she know what I could do?

I lean out the window, breathing in the fresh air. The wind is blowing my hair. I can smell scents. The varying scents of flowers, leaves, rain, everything. And it feels so good, oh so good. Maybe this is my last gift, the way I was meant to die. I get to smell and feel one last time before dying. I slowly lean out further and further but suddenly feel two small arms around my chest.

Hwayeon is hugging me from the back tightly. For a second I don't move, just enjoy the feeling of being touched by another human being. It feels unnaturally soothing. But this isn't right.

I turn around, shoving her arms off of me. I look down at her wide eyed. What is she thinking? She smiles at me caringly then shuts the window again. Why did she hold me back from jumping out? And why did she open the windows in the first place?

A few days later as we are sitting in the room silently, me on the bed, she in the other side of the room, the girl stands up and unexpectedly walks to the piano.

She delicately places her fingers on the keys then closes her eyes and starts playing. I am amazed by the way she creates music without even looking at her fingers. She feels the music that she's playing and I can feel it comes right from the depth of her heart. But how can such a cruel person play so beautifully, gently, and heartbreakingly? 

When she finishes I open my eyes as well and I feel like I just woke up from a trance. maybe this is what she does. maybe this is her speciality, intriguing people with her beauty and gentleness while deep down she's a snake. 

"You never looked at the keys" I say and she answers,

"I've been playing the piano since I was just a baby."

She answers like my sentence was the most ordinary thing in the world but in her eyes I can see the surprise and joy; and I feel like this was the right time to start talking for the first time.

This was our second introduction to each other.

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