Music Room | M. Yoongi

5

Revised Version

«Present»

September 1, 2020; 12:00 pm

Yoongi's P.O.V.

"Say Yoongi..." Hana says out blue after finishing her lunch, I hummed on response as I fix the arrangement of my text books in my bag. Minsook was busy reapplying her make up.

There's a short silence and Hana never actually said anything after so I lift my head up and I see her biting her lip while fiddling at a pencil, looking like she's hesitating whether to tell me something that she has in her mind, "What is it?" I ask, putting my bag down and showing that I am paying attention.

She inhaled deeply at first before finally speaking up, "Do you believe in ghosts?"

Minsook snorts, "Really now, Hana?" the latter says, teasing her best friend as she closes her flip mirror. Hana smacks Minsook in the shoulder in return. "The last thing I remember is that I'm talking to Yoongi," she fires back before flicking Minsook's forehead.

I just chuckled at their childish acts but I cut in before the two of them start pulling each other's hair.

"Well I mean, considering what happened three years ago, I started to believe in the supernatural, the Gguk that we saw back then is a poltergeist to begin with so," I shrugged, lowering the sound of my voice that are enough for the two of them to hear.

Come to think of it, it all happened at Jeongguk's birthday back then.

I settle back a little as I heard a voice at the back of my head say something that send chills down to my spine.

What if something bad will happen again? It's Jeongguk's birthday today, after all.

Gulping, I slightly shook my head, what happened three years ago is nothing but history now, we're all good, we're safe— plus for the past years after the encounter inside that room, nothing suspicious happened.

Not the constant feeling like someone is watching me sleep, not even when Gguk's framed picture of his thirteenth birthday fell off from the shelf, not even when I hear a faint whispers that calls 'hyungie' whenever I went pass the cemetery—

I sighed, bending down to zip my bag before asking, "Why do you ask though, Hana?"

When I look up, Hana is holding Minsook by the ear while the latter is holding the said female at the cheek. Both looked at me like two deers caught in headlights.

It was Minsook who let go first before playfully smacking Hana's hand away. I'm still awkwardly waiting for her reply.

"Well uhm... nothing much, I just... I thought I saw something at the girls restroom before I got here..." she utters, looking down as she started to play with the hem of her oversized yellow hoodie. Minsook and I look at each other.

"Hana-ya, what did you saw?" Minsook gently says, rubbing circles at her best friend's back. Hana raises up her head before flashing us a smile, shaking her head.

"Just let it slide, guys."

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