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Revised Version
September 2, 2020; 9:45 pm
Yoongi's P.O.V.
"make sure to call if something happens alright?" hana says as she holds her phone near her ear while we enter the university, i look over her side and see worry is all over her face, her brows clashed against each other and there's a visible frown on her lips.
minsook is left alone back in the apartment since she's burning with high fever, the fatigue of her anxiety last night got in the best of her.
as much as hana and i want to stay and look after her, hana has a thesis defense while i, on the other hand, have to work on the music project that our professor in music and arts gave, i could've done it at home but unfortunately, i don't own any instruments — i'll have to use the music room later.
a sigh is heard from my right and from my peripheral vision, i saw how hana pinched the bridge of her nose before putting her phone on the pocket of her jeans, her hair falling over the side of her face, "yoongi, what if something happens to her..?" she asks looking up to look at me directly in the eye. opening my mouth, i found out that i didn't know what to say, no words came out so i quickly bite my tongue back and shut my lips into a thin line — i say nothing and just remained silent because i honestly don't know either.
"i'll see you later, hana," is all that i can say as i turn my heel to face her before ruffling her hair, as it is the only way that i could think of comforting her without the use of words and without me even noticing, my eyes quickly just fall upon her chapped but pinkish lips and before i got myself lost in my train of thoughts i quickly snap myself back up to look at her eyes instead, "yeah, i'll see you too," she mutters, looking down at the ground, not even bothering to slap my hand away.
withdrawing my hand instead, i offer her a small smile before walking towards the music and arts department building along with my heated cheeks.
don't even think about it, yoongi, i thought clicking my tongue.
setting a foot at the entrance of the building, i just drag my feet along, forcing myself to walk. i'm clearly not in the mood to go to school considering yesterday's events, plus leaving minsook alone leaves me unsettled, i may not know what hana had saw yesterday in our apartment when i'm gone to check the lights, but i felt that presence too, foreign but at the same time, it isn't — we're not alone yesterday, plus that call that i got.
"just a certain someone that your brother killed years ago," i can only rub my forehead, frustrated, what that stranger said never left my mind, it hardly ever made me get some sleep last night, i already have so many things to stress about and that just have to add to the pile.
it's the second day of september already anyway, i can only wish that nothing paranormal will happen again since jeongguk's birthday is already over.
jeongguk-ah.. have you grown bored again? are you the one behind all of that again? what more do you want? questions run through my mind, questions that i'm not sure if there are answers reserved.
"watch where you're going, man," someone who's shoulder bumped into mine spits, his voice laced with annoyance, but i could only care less, muttering a small 'sorry' before quickly turning into a corner to climb the stairs.
as i go on, i slid off one of my bag's strap before zipping it down to get the music sheet that i've been working on for the project. clicking my tongue when my hand didn't find it right away, i stopped at the last step of the stairs, keeping myself at the side as i look down at my bag to search for the music sheets, "fck where is it?" i mutter, shooting my head up to see a not too crowded hallway before my eyes lands on the music room only a meter away from me.
when my hand finally felt a couple of papers bundled up, i didn't even bother to check and just pull it out before zipping my bag close, jogging up to the said room.
forming my hands into a fist, i knock three consecutive times, not wanting to just barge in. when no one answered, i slide the door open, poking my head in first to check, however no one is around.
stepping a foot inside, i hear the faint sound of my shoe hitting the floor, the voices of the students that are walking down the hallway are muffled when i slide the door close behind me. though before i take another step forward, i decided to let my eyes wander around the place first, making sure to take note of the atmosphere as well — making sure if i am truly alone.
i brought the music sheets up to cover my face as a sigh of relief escapes my lips after i found and feel nothing suspicious, "don't over think it, yoongi," i whisper, nodding to myself as if trying to convince that this day will pass without a fuss and as i am about to take a step to use one of the pianos provided, something caught my eyes stopped me from doing so.
there's something that's poking out of the papers, something that seems to look like a photo paper with wrinkled corners and uneven sides. pulling it off from between the papers, i can't help myself but to flinch after seeing the photo as i don't remember putting this in my bag, i don't even remember laying a hand on it.
it is the photo from the frame that fell off yesterday.
a photo of me and jeongguk.
without having second thoughts, my shaking hands hastly crumpled it as i run across the room to open one of the windows and throwing it away with much force that it felt like my arm almost went along with the it, i don't even care where that crumpled photo will land or if someone finds it, i just want to get rid of it.
as soon as it disappeared from my sight, i quickly shut the window and take two steps back, breathing heavily.
i was too caught up in my messy and mixed emotions that i become unaware of my surroundings, i become unaware that i didn't and even hear and notice that one of the pianos are playing by itself.
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Music Room | M. Yoongi
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] for the readers who have hopes for this story, i truly apologize, but i'm afraid i've hit a dead end and i can no longer continue writing this. for those who stuck around, thank you, i really appreciate your support, but how the story...