Yoongi

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7 April Year 22

Passing by music shop, my body had its own volition and looked back. I felt, somehow, like this was something I had repeated countless times before. It was a sensation of having forgotten something important.

It was the music store with a broken window. Someone was sitting in front of the piano. Although many years had passed, I recognized him in an instant. He was crying, his hands curled into fists. I didn't want to be concerned in someone else's life. I didn't want to comfort anyone else's loneliness. I didn't want to become a person who meant something to anyone. I had no confidence that I could protect that person. I didn't have the confidence to be at his side until the end. I didn't want to hurt him. I didn't want to be hurt.

I walked slowly. I intended to turn back and leave, but I approached before I knew it. A wrong note rang out. Jungkook lifted his head and looked at me. "Hyung."

It was our first time seeing each other since I quit high school.

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