live | yoonmin

03

yoongi didn't want to eat with the others. the cafeteria seemed too loud, constantly filled with unnecessary chatting.

he thought that this place was for eating, not for yelling and pouring milk down people's faces.

so instead, he ate in the music room. the room was opposite the dance room, where people were free to come and practice dancing - whether it be for the fun, or the school. either way, they still went.

yet however, people rarely visited the music room. yoongi didn't understand why, since this room was a practical heaven for him.

in the corner was his favorite, most loved instrument. the grand piano, that always waited to be played by yoongi.

the piano was always visited before school hours, during breaks and also after school. yoongi preferred to be alone with the piano, since he could sharpen up his skills, yet also clear his mind.

currently, as usual, nobody was in the music room. yoongi hadn't brought much to eat, only a couple of meat pieces along with some bread.

he sat quietly on a chair, observing the opposite room. a young man was practicing a dancing routine, trying to leap up into the air gracefully.

each time the guy did that, yoongi held his breath sub - consciously. unfortunately, the man didn't succeed in the action, and fell down onto the floor. nevertheless, he got back up and practiced, over and over again.

yoongi admired the man's determination, however he was upset that the man was wearing a mask. he's been observing the man for a few weeks now, whenever he's eating. each time, the man has a mask on. his hair always covers his forehead, sometimes a bit of his eyes as well.