The song above is the song that she sings. the words will make more sense that way. Btw, doesn't the song sound like the life of a fangirl??
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Hye Rin's POV
I woke up dreading the coming day. Last night was so awkward. I was actually starting to like him when he invited himself to the concert. But he ended up leaving me alone at the end.
I took the bus to school, hoping to expect Yoongi but there was no such luck. As soon as I arrived at school, I quickly went into the classroom but he wasn't there either. I gave up and sat in my seat.
A couple of minutes later they came in with their messed up uniforms and arrogant walks. They sat down, either sleeping or talking with each other.
The teacher soon came in and smacked the ruler down waking the lifeless class.
"Listen up, we have a new student. Or should I say, new old student. Please welcome back Im Mi Yon." The teacher said finally earning Yoongi's attention.
The girl from last night?
"Hi guys, I'm back." She said.
I had to admit. She is really pretty. Why am I even getting myself caught up in this? I don't even like Yoongi like that. I just met him.
"Mi Yon, you can sit between Hye Rin and Yoongi.." The teacher said pointing her ruler at me.
I gave an encouraging smile and gestured her towards the empty seat next to me. I knew she was interfering with my relationship towards Yoongi but she wasn't doing it on purpose so why should I be rude to her?
"Hi, I'm Hye Rin. Nice to meet you." I said in hopes of gaining a new friend. She turned to me and gave me a smile.
A fake one.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to the front. I wanted to curse at her but I'm not gonna stoop down to her level.
Kill'em with kindness.
*Music Class*
I walked in the classroom and I saw Mi Yon sitting with Yoongi and his friends. I quickly averted my eyes and went to a table with my friends.
"Class, today we are going to start by examining your musical talents. Each table is going to come up with a short song on an instrument. If one person has a nice voice, then you may add lyrics as well. However, I do not want twenty students screeching notes." She said.
I grabbed the guitar and sat down on the bench. I began writing notes as my friends started arguing as to who would sing. After about 50 minutes, I had a short 1-minute song composed.
The teacher's phone rang signaling that time was over. My group started panicking because they didn't have a song.
"What's wrong?" She asked us.
"We actually don't have a song. We were too busy arguing." Sun Min said earning a snort from Mi Yon's table.
"Actually, we do have a song." I said smirking at the table behind me.
"What? No we don't!" One of the girls whispered.
"Yes we do. While you guys were arguing, I came up with a song." I whispered back earning a pat on the back.
The tables performed, one by one, each not doing so well. It was finally Yoongi's table's turn. I sat back on my chair.
Mi Yon started a soft melody on the piano followed by Yoongi, Namjoon,and Hoseok rapping. The song was about the struggles of the youth. Personally, I thought it was okay.
They finished earning a loud holler and clapping. It was then my turn. I went up to the front and sat on the chair. I lightly strummed the strings.
If I burst into laughter, its you.
If I slump down, its you.
If I'm holding something in, its you.
If something rings, its you.
When I look at you, I let out a hot breath.
The reason why I'm feeling hurt is you.
It's okay if you don't know me
Or come to find me.
But a small light that won't go out
is twinkling and living here.
It lives forever.
(Heart-IU)
Yoongi's PO
It was beautiful, I have to admit. Her voice. Her gentle fingers strumming the strings of her guitar. They all worked together to create a beautiful melody.
Mi Yon's POV
I watched Yoongi stare at Hye Rin. It was the same way he used to look at me. I felt my heart drop as he lightly smiled at the girl.
I hate being rude to Hye Rin but I just can't let myself be nice to her. Something about her makes me feel so threatened. I can't lose Yoongi to her. It may seem like stupid high school love but its love nonetheless.
He was the first person that didn't look at me with pity.
I still remember the blood and the horror at seeing the woman who raised and gave birth to me lying in the bathtub lifeless surrounded by her own blood. I still remember the loud noise of the door being broken down. I still remember hiding in the closet and trying to drown out the screams coming from the bathroom. I still remember the loud stomps of the masked man as he ran around our small house looking for any cash or jewelry. I still remember the stares of pity the police officers gave me.
I still remember it all.
I deserve to have Yoongi at least.
I'm sorry Hye Rin. I don't want to hurt you but I don't want to loose the only chance of happiness I have.
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