Fallen Angel

Chapter 1 : The Harp

I headed to the repair shop to let them fix the harp.

"Hello sir, Please fix my harp for me" I said to the man that are fixing a guitar at the moment.

He looked at me and to the harp with his eyes widened as if he saw a ghost.

"Waeyo?" I asked him in curiosity. (waeyo=why)

"Is that yours?" He asked me as he stop from what he is doing and walks towards me.

"Yes, I bought it on the antique shop near the market" I said and smiled. "It's lovely isn't it?" I added as I rubbed my hands softly on the endges of the wonderful harp.

He didn't say anything instead He get my harp and started fixing it. I guess he wouldn't expect that a guy like me has an interest to something as old as this. Yes. Maybe that's why.

I sitted on the couch near the door and waited patiently until he's finished fixing it.

After an hour or so. He stand up and gave me my harp. It's finished and it look more beautiful now that it's strings are all back.

I looked at my harp as if it was calling me. As if it was longing for an owner.

"Thank you" I handed him the money and started to walk away from the shop but I haven't even open the door of the shop when the man called me.

"Young man" He said.

I looked and him and asked him. "Nae?" (nae=yes?)

"Take Good care of yourself, and no matter what, don't fall inlove with the harp" He said in a serious tone of voice.

I smiled and said "I think that's hard to do sir" I said and left.

I find him weird. I mean, why wouldn't I be inlove with this harp? It's perfectly beautiful. It is one of a kind. As if an Angel from above owns it.

I received a text from my brother Sehun asking where I am.

"Let's all meet at home, I'm on my way" I replied.

I get my keys on my pockets and press the unlock as I placed my harp at the back seat. I hop on my car as I started the engine. I was about to start driving when a figure caught my attention at the driver's mirror. There I saw a girl sitting beside my harp. I looked at my back but didn't see anything.

I was a bit frightened at that moment. I was froze from my seat while holding the steering wheel tightly. I am trying to stay calm and hold everything together.

I opened my car's music for me to forget it. Maybe I was just thinking things.

I ruffled my hair as I take away everything on my thoughts and convinced myself that I was only hungry.

Or maybe... Not?