Autumn [MYG]

피아노

I kept looking at my phone for the time, slowly my anxiety was picking up and it was obvious that I was nervous. Hoseok didn't come with me today saying that he didn't want to meddle with my quote on quote love life. I mentally rolled my eyes when I recalled that he usually got jealous easily but I didn't get bothered much by it. He was always like that when we were little, disappearing into thin air when someone else came to me and decided to play bubblegum with me. 

To be honest, I didn't really think about my friendships too much, I never relied on anyone besides myself so I was just an introvert on a daily basis. It was more like it was embedded in me. 

A voice shook me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry I came late, traffic was bad" Yoongki mildly stated. My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. I wasn't sure if I was just attracted to him or if it was just my hormones raging against me. He wore ragged ripped jeans, with a shirt that looked too big for him, and a cap that said "loner club" in the middle. He could literally wear a trash bag and still look good.

God damn it, I'm jealous.

"Oh yeah don't worry, I just came as well," I said a bit too softly. Yoongi gave me a small smile and opened the practice room. He threw his black bookbag onto the floor and sat himself down on the piano stool. 

Although the room wasn't that big, it managed to have a beautiful black Yamaha piano in the center of the room. There was a light colored guitar to the right of the piano and there were mini storage lockers for instruments to be in. At the corner of my eye, I saw a flute case and some other woodwind instruments lined up next to each other. 

"You can place your bags anywhere you want, just don't put them on top of the instruments", I made my way to a back chair and put my purse on it. "I brought some pieces that you may recognize, but before starting let me ask you a question," Yoongi paused and I turned around to make eye contact with him. His face was masked with some unknown expression, something deep and rough, "You said you wanted me to teach you how to play piano as if your piano playing wasn't good enough. Why did you choose me and what made you think to choose me?"

My eyes widened and I felt my hands clam up, I run through my brain on how to say to him the right words and not confuse him. "I felt something incredible during your recital, it was as if you were so lost into your own music. I was told when I was younger that my playing sounded like a robot, that nothing was expressed but you-" I took a deep breath "your playing was so deep and I felt so attracted to your piano. I want to play like you, Min Yoongi".

Minutes felt like hours when I was waiting for his answer. I bit my lip feeling a sort of panic rush through me but then he smiled. "You're really a strange person", he chuckled and then grabbed a folder from the book bag and placed it on the music holder. He was going song to song until he stopped. Yoongi put away his things and then stood up, walked around the piano and gave me a nod. I sat down on the chair and took a glance at the piece of music.