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Rosé teaching Jungkook: Piano

Part 2: Piano

Jungkook

I randomly smacked my fingers on random piano keys. Imitating professionals, I kept on pressing different keys with all my fingers while pretending to look emotional.

While doing so, I melodramatically looked up to the ceiling as if I was looking up to the heavens. Basically, I was stereotipically mocking pianists.

While looking up, I -again, melodramatically- turned my head to either my left or right constantly.

I was only stopped when a presence of someone on my right side appeared. With my hands resting on the keyboards, I smiled at the slim figure sheepishly.

Rosé gave me a look indicating how absurd I probably looked. But then she smiled back with a giggle and called, "Jungkook."

"Ne?" I asked with my face getting redder, still embarrassed.

"You should have told me how bored you were." She pouted with her arms folded.

"Huh?" I blinked at her, "Bored? Me?" I snorted uneasily. "Of course, not!" I responded exaggerating.

I lied. I've always been bored with studying. And the worst part is, learning the piano requires some patience and studying.

As if she saw through me, Rosé replied with a sigh, "I know, in order to master the piano, or any other instrument, you must be patient."

She continued after a quick pause, "But you know what, that doesn't mean you can't have fun with it."

She said those with a smile, a smile so sweet and beautiful that it could even make you gasp. I didn't mean to be so cheesy, but anyone in my situation would've thought of it that way.

I blinked, "How?"

"Ah, you're even asking that." She sat beside me on the piano bench. I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Hopefully, she doesn't take notice of my uneven breathing. But then again, that's only because she's a girl. I'm not used to it, anyone who'd take my role would've felt the same.. right?

"Why are you planning on learning the piano, anyway?" She suddenly asked.

"Uhh..." I thought about it, "To try and learn new things, I guess."

She looked at me. Of course I tried to look back at her directly, but for me, she was too close. I mean, anyone in my situ-

"Are you sure you're not forcing yourself?"

I replied, "Nope."

She raised a perfect arched eyebrow, "Are you.. sure?" How'd she manage to ask it so sweetly?

I was about to respond when the idea came into my mind. The idea that I may be actually forcing myself for some reason.

I sighed, "I'm not sure with that either."

"If you're not enjoying it, then don't jusy study all the time."

I looked at her curiously. Is she discouraging me? "No, I think I still want to."

"You want to study it?" She asked, "Studying is not the only way of learning."

Oh, so that's what she meant.

"If you want to learn the piano, then learn it the way you want to." She said.

I couldn't help but agree, "You're right, I think."

"I know, I think you'll have your own ways to learn things.. something I like from you."

When those words left her mouth, my attempt not to face her failed. There I was, having to look at her breathtaking smile. The worst part was, her face is only a couple of inches away.