His nimble fingers grazed against the piano so delicately that made me think that he was afraid that he was going to break it.
The melancholy melody of Claire De Lune resounded throughout the room. I was gazing at him silently in shock. His notes echoed expressively sending shivers up my spine.
What was this?
What was he feeling?
His dreadful and painful sound strummed against my cold heart, somehow bringing some warmth to it.
Then he stopped.
He just stopped.
As I looked closer at him, tears flowed down his cheeks like tidal waves. Somehow my heart yearned to comfort this boy in front of me, yet I couldn't bring myself to. He covered his mouth holding in his pain in. The black haired boy seems to cry out in some sort of seething pain that I couldn't bring myself to explain.
"Why are you so interested in that kid Hazel?", Hoseok appears next to me. His face with a bright smile that never seemed to wipe off. Hoseok was that kind of kid in which you aspire to be. He dances, he can sing, heck he can even rap. He was the total opposite of me.
For one, I was not a happy virus.
I started dancing in high school and with Hoseok's help, I've gotten better. He's been there since forever.
But I hated him. I greatly dislike him because he was so different from me. Yet, I still cared about him as if he was my very own brother.
"I'm not interested..." I trailed off as I continued looking at the beautiful boy who was crying. "Clearly you are", he wrapped his arm around my neck and I immediately stiffened. I hated people hugging me, let alone touch me. But Hoseok was an exception, I let him hug me because no one else would.
Because I was born unwanted.
Hoseok being the person he is didn't want me to go alone to Seoul so he came alone being the good friend he is.
"You should be home, why did you have to stick along with me?" I said sighing as I backed away from the door and made my way through the hallway with Hoseok's arm still wrapped around my neck.
"You can't get rid of me that easily Hazel. Remember I told I'd stick to you like glue", I chuckled and said "That was when we were kids you big doof", I knocked his head gently with my hand.
"What can I say? I like to keep my promises", I laughed and finally we made it out of the hallway into the cold winter January season which was soon about to end.
Thank god.
He suddenly stopped and his expression turned serious. "Hazel, I'm saying this because I know who you are. Do not fall in love with him", he spoke with an obvious hard tone.
"What do you mean?" I asked curiously
"I mean, you'll end up getting hurt", a breeze passed by us, pushing his brown hair to the side
"If you care about us. Don't do it"
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Autumn [MYG]
FanfictionIt Autumn and its hard to find consolidation. You try accepting who you are as much as you can although the voices keep you from doing that. You end up finding someone who's just like you? You fall in love. But what do you do? Do you give up your...