"nae gieogui guseok han kyeone jarijabeun galsaek piano"
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Hoseok walked closer and closer towards the sound, carefully listening to the sound of the piano playing. He felt like he was home, felt safe. He looked at the door that was blocking...
Yoongi pants heavily as he tries to steady his breathing. Once he was breathing normally, Yoongi runs his pale fingers through his hair as he looks around his surrounds to see where he was. He didn't recognized this hallway. It looks abandoned, like no one has discovered this part of the school. Yoongi slowly walks around, taking in everything that was around him, memorizing where everything is. He slowly opens every door that comes his way until one room caught his attention. It was a big room that was covered in dust, some spider webs, old furniture and a piano in the middle of the room.
The boy slowly walks inside the room, scared that if he wasn't careful, the wooden floor would break underneath him. He glides his fingers against the piano keys that is covered in dust. The room had small stairs that are used as seats and was covered with dust, broken furniture and pieces of the ceiling. The floor was covered in so much dust that Yoongi wasn't able to see the brown colored wood. The piano looked like it was in bad shape and would fall apart if he wasn't careful with it.
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Yoongi stood in front of the piano and looked down at the broken piano keys. He gently places his fingers on the keys and carefully presses down, surprised that a sound played out. But it wasn't the sound that he was hoping for. "Mm I'm surprised you can still make music." He softly spoke to the piano as it was a person. "I shall fix you up and make sure that you can make great music once more" He said as he softly smiles.
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Yoongi was able to stay out of people's sight for the whole school day and quickly left the school like he was never there. Heading his way to his crappy apartment, he looks up at the sky and sees that it was starting to get cloudy. The boy quickly walked inside the building and heads towards his door and unlocks it. Quickly changing to his work attire, he made sure he brought an umbrella with him, in case it starts raining and walks out of his apartment and locks the door.
Today he was working at a restaurant as a waiter and slowly made his way to where he worked at. His shift doesn't start until 17:00 (5 pm) and it was only 15:00 (3 pm)so he had some time to mentally prepare myself and to get himself together before he had to speak with a lot of people and deal with . He softly hums as he walks down the sidewalks, putting on headphones and listens to music.
He immediately felt relaxed as he slowly tuned the world out and surrounded himself with music. Of course he made sure to be careful while making his way to town since that's where the restaurant was.
Finally made it to work and it was 4:50, he was ten minutes early as always. He entered from the back and greeted the staffs that was working but there were all busy to even give him a slight smile. He head to his small locker, opening it and puts his things inside. Gently closing the locker and walks to where he needed to check in, proving that he was here and right on time.
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00:09 (12:09 am)
Was displayed on his phone screen which meant his shift was finally over. He checks out after he grabbed his belongings from his locker and headed out after saying a small quiet goodbye and slightly bows to the staffs that mirrored his actions.
Walking out the restaurant into the dark, quiet streets and begins to walk towards the place that he called home. He looked forward as he walks down the bridge like he always does whenever he works. But today...
Today was different.
Yoongi stopped in his tracks and looks over the ledge, looking at the body of water that was underneath him. For some reason, the pale male was... drawn by the river.
It was like he was calling his name in a quiet yet loud tone. Something, someone was telling him to jump. He leans against the ledge while looking down, gripping on the railing as he was thinking.
