Jimin felt like he could die out of boredom. Lying on his bed in the afternoon, he didn't see any point of even living right now- he was that bored.
Out of nowhere, he remembered the piano, how could he forget?
Jumping out of his bed in excitement, he dashed out his room, feet rushing down the stairs. Carefully, he opened the glass doors of the music room and approached the grand piano.
Sitting on the bench, he removed the lid of the keys and stared at the breathtaking sight of the majestic instrument.
And, just like how Yoongi had told him, he just pressed random notes, letting them sink in.
And, hours passed just like that.
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Symphony of Beauty | m.yg + p.jm
FanfictionThe story of our love is almost like a lovely spring melody dancing around the keys of white and black. Except more beautiful. [yoonmin] highest rank: #101 on 10 February 2018 JUNE 2017 NO TRANSLATIONS ALLOWED
