An idol meets a girl that composed music about her dark past.
Will he show her what it means to be happy through music or just leave her in the dark hole she dug herself in?
This short fanfic will show you even the sweetest love might not be enoug...
Nam Mikuni, but my friends call me Miku, like a cat. As a kid I was often compared to a black cat.
Looks helpless and lonely when you look in my eyes but aggressive and emotional when you look in my heart.
I have only 2 friends that I barely get to see cause of their busy modeling schedules. Not much but just enough in my opinion.
I have had bad luck since birth, another reason why, even now, I start to see the resemblance to a black cat.
Song Reco: One Of These Nights - Red Velvet
Another Rainy day, doesn't matter I'll just go and do my usual. It's just water from the sky yet it looks like I'm looking at a mirror of my emotions.
Since I had such a free schedule, everyday I would go to the fields and sit in the middle of all the long grass and just compose music. All alone.
I brought my umbrella and went to the fields. Instead this time, I sat under an enormous tree , that covered the rain from falling under it.
"I wonder what kind of emotions my imagination is feeling today." I said softly.
I started to compose, nonstop, my hand wouldn't stop writing the language of music. I was being sucked in to my pencil. Unable to get out.
I finished writing the song. It was about the passing of my eomma.
It was a classical, very deep song. I felt very proud and shortly very attached to it.
The rain stopped I decided to adventure in the fields. I left my stuff behind and ran in the field of flowers, still dripping from the rain.
I, then fell backwards , in the patch of flowers, looking at the sky.
"Eomma, I know I didn't come on that day but please forgive me. I promise I'll do better, just please forgive me for my stupidity." I yelled to the sky, hoping for an answer.
But feeling disappointed as nothing happened. A tear fell from my right eye, to the grass.
Minutes later I was walking back to the tree, noticing a man.
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This man had silver white hair, skin as white as sugar.
Who is he?
I ran up to him, flustered as he looked up in my eyes.
"Beautiful..." He said looking at me.
"Ah! I mean your song!" He corrected himself. I kept looking at him.
He looks like an angel.
"Um.. Sorry can I have my music sheets back?" I asked nervously but direct.
He paused, I think he was trying to process what I said cause he just kept staring in my eyes.
"Oh yeah! Sorry!" He said as he got up and handed me my music.
Wiping the grass of his ripped light blue jeans.
"You're amazing by the way, it's really deep.... The lyrics. Are they about your life?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
" What's it too ya?" I said as I picked my stuff up nervously in a rush.
He tapped my shoulder, I rolled my eyes as I turned my head around.
"Yes?"
He gave me one of my music sheets that slipped out of my hands.
I grabbed it nervously and left, as quick as possible.
That was extremely weird. Now my schedule is all messed up. I guess I'm gonna have to say late at the fields tomorrow. Thanks a lot mister sugar.
I stumbled to my, what seemed like, abandoned home. I lived alone, my parents passed away as you may know about my mom. My dad passed away a couple months after, out of depression. What a dick, leaving his only child here alone.
"Tsk ridiculous." I said under my breath.
"Ah~ time to sleep!" I said as I stretched my arms and dug myself in my bed.
"Goodnight eomma and appa! Sarangheyo (I love you)!" I said as I held in my tears and closed my eyes.
Tomorrow is a new day, let's hope for the better.
******************* Author's Note:
I hope you all liked this chapter for my Suga fanfic, I guess I'll see you all next chapter. (Come Back 2 Now available!)
