It was a cloudless day and I was hanging out in the park. I was the only kid here; on the swing. It was quiet actually, I loved the silence surrounding me.
Eomma was actually in the distance, but she was with someone else, a man who isn't my father. They were laughing and kissing.
I actually kept it to myself that I saw them together, her and that mysterious man. Eomma saw me catching them and she said that if I ever told appa, I would get in trouble.
I got scared because I thought she would apologize to me and say it was all a misunderstanding, but she threatened me instead.
A few weeks later I asked her why she was going out with another man, she responded:
"Your father is nothing more than a weak sapling."
Years later, I had the courage to say it to appa, I wanted him to know. I didn't want eomma doing this.
Appa got sad and mad. He confronted eomma but she didn't care actually, she started saying shit about him being a heartless asshole. He wanted to win eomma back, but he failed.
He was tired.
He wanted it to end.
He..
Eomma didn't attend appa's funeral, it was me and Nina only. Alot of people came and they consoled me and Nina.
Ever since then, there was a hole in my heart. I felt numb always.
Eomma would always beat me up because she knew I was the reason why appa knew it. I didn't mind her beating me up, I deserved it anyway.
I didn't ate much and I would never stay at home. Sometimes, I take Nina with me and I would always treat her, just distract her from the cruel reality this world has given upon us. I just don't want her to end up doing the shit I do to myself.
Eomma would always lock me out and I would sleep outside in the cold or in the streets. The next day, she would find me and beat me up again.
I wanted to leave home, but I didn't want to leave Nina alone with that devil called eomma. And if I did bring her, she would be struggling as well. I didn't want her to struggle.
I want her to finish school and be happy. I didn't want her to be the girl who grew up seeing her oppa get beaten daily. I want her to live the life she wanted.
But even if I was dragged down and received pain, I would rise up.
Music proved it.
I found a small studio for rent and I rented it. The one who owns it actually gave it to me since no one wanted it anyways. There, I would stay and I would suddenly write music and produce my own rhythm.
Someone actually saw me come inside the studio and approached me, asking me who I was and if I was some kind of music producer or song writer. I told him I kinda did, I just make music whenever I wanted to.
Even though that person didn't or couldn't make music or lyrics, he sure does have talent. That's how I met Hoseok or Jhope.
He introduced me to his other friends; Jungkook, Namjoon, Jimin, Jin, Taehyung. They call themselves Bulletproof Boyscouts or Bangtan.
I laughed at their name because it sounded silly, they agreed too but thy couldn't think of any 'cool' names.
I realized, I laughed. I laughed after a really long period of time.
Bangtan made me happy. They brought my old and silly self back even if I looked like that guy in school who's about to rip off someone's head, I was silly inside.
I Had to tell them my past because they kept pushing me on why I make music and why my lyrics were so deep and emotional.
They felt sad and sorry, I told them not to worry no more. I told them I was happy being with them and that's all I could ever want;
Be happy again.
One day, I accidentally uploaded one of my songs, the most personal one. I wanted to take it down right afterwards, but Bangtan told me:
"Don't! Let people know the hardship of going through something. Let the people open their eyes"
"yeah hyung! let them know that no matter how hard life is, something good will happen!"
And I didn't. I let it there for people to see.
Few weeks later, I actually got a message from a father saying that her daughter's birthday was coming up and he wanted me to make a letter for her and it would mean the whole world for her if she would meet me.
I felt happy actually. I wanted to meet her, but life I couldn't.
I gladly made one but I wanted to buy something to at least make up for not meeting her o I bought a necklace. A crystal-marble type of necklace.
The boys would tease me because they saw me buying a necklace for the girl. They said that I might meet her someday.
They were right.
I met her.
I met the girl who loved my shit song.
I met the girl who was dying to meet me.
I met the girl who would change me.
I met the girl who's my lover.
Saranghae..

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Saranghae [m.yg]
FanfictionA girl who got mixed up with EXO and BTS; specifically with Min Yoongi • COMPLETE •