pianí - bsk

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boo seungkwan pov
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i can't quite put my finger on this feeling that i have when she plays a piano. she smiles like no other, she seems so happy and free. i have found my light, she is the light that exists deep within me.

just maybe this light will reach deep inside of my dark heart. each key she hits, each melody she plays hits me like a summers wind tingling up my skin on a hot day.

every time she leaves, every time she just disappears before my eyes, it hurts a little. inside my dreams, i hear your voice calling out my name, but it isn't enough for me.

i want to keep seeing you, before you were just a single star burning in the middle of no where, but now the whole universe is you.

each ordinary day is so magical, i want to spend all my time with you, by your side playing those endless keys.

today i left jayeon early, and i regret it. the tension just felt too comfortable between us that it just got awkward.

"hey seungkwan." someone says from behind, i turn to see who the unfamiliar voice is. it's just hansol, his arm wraps around my shoulder and he walks along.

"so i heard your mom forced you go to one of the those music competitions." hansol sighs and pats my back pitifully. "did you enjoy it?" he asks.

my smile falls to the ground. "it's cool i guess." i let out a small laugh. "i don't think i'll ever go back though." lies seungkwan, you would give up your whole life to see her play once more.

"hey, did you know we have a new transfer student! shes so cute, i think her name is baek jayeon?" he states.

"oh no, who is she?" i ask him, i hope he doesn't figure out anything, i shouldn't lie to my best friend but he seems to hold an interest in her.

"i don't have any pictures of her so you're out of luck, i'll just show her to you tomorrow." he notes. "i'll see you around seungkwan!" he slightly yells and then disappears into the spring evening.

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AN: this is story is going to wreck me as i write it.