Broken Within | MYG

10

Sam

"So you actually came," he said with a poker face.

"Huh??What??" I did not know how to answer that.

"Nothing." He turned back to face the screen.

I stood there frozen.

He turned again. "Should I send you an invite." His eyebrows arched.

I defroze, quickly grabbed a chair, and got seated beside him.

The screen wasn't colorful, just a pack of discolored lines with a few click-ons which were designed in an organized way.

I was just trying to figure out the buttons when someone disturbed it. "Do you know to play any instrument?" Mr.Delicate face faced me.

"I tried drums a year ago. Didn't go well."

His face made a mysterious turn. I couldn't explain that.

"And why is that?" He made me snap out of my thoughts.

"I wasn't able to practice." Anyone would have thought that I was making an excuse and somewhat me too.

He didn't say anything and just turned back to the screen.

"Do you know anything about music production?" He said without looking.

"No, I'm trying for the first time" The little interrogation on my musical knowledge wasn't exactly going well, I was already found guilty.

He still didn't choose to reply, giving any reaction at all.

"Ok, let's get started." He tried to sound cheerful but obviously knew better so stopped.

~~~

"Yah, don't you do that?" He scolded me when I was trying to create some beat which obviously sounded awful.

He looked frustrated enough to be pulling his hair out. He laid back at his chair. Yeah, teaching me wasn't an easy task.

"I'm trying." I tried to sound cool even when I too was done for today. He had been trying to teach me for an hour or two ago but as you know, I'm not really that good at learning as he wants me to be.

"You know what, this won't help." He said as he shot his eyes open with realization. "You gotta learn some actual instruments.". He said and sat straight.

" Umm, what should I learn?"

He thought as his eyes focused on nothing and then turned towards me. "How about the piano?" His eyes glittered at the name.

"Sounds good." I cheered at the thought of learning something new. But then "who would teach me?" I questioned.

"Don't you have someone who knows the piano?" He said as his eyes drifted to the keyboard which stood beside him.

"Not really," I whispered.

"Actually it's not that tough." He smoothly dragged that keyboard to the front and played a tune.

He could play quite well.

"Just watch some video tutorials, spend some sensible time with it." He said sincerely.

"But I don't have a keyboard or a piano."

"Manage that." He said as his normal frustrating cold behavior showed up.

And we were back to learning. After an hour, my session ended and I took my leave.

~~~

I was still as excited as hell. It has been 2 hours since the session ended. I blasted some songs and danced to them.

Whistle.

I received a message.

Jimin: Hey

Kook: Hi

Me: Hi, wassup?

Kook: nothing much, you??

Jimin: just feeling like killing a person, nothing else

Me: who??

Me: wait...

Kook: jdbsanan

Me: what ??

Jimin: done 😏😏

Me: you guys...... Really ...... I can't stop laughing.

Kook: Jimi......

Me:😶😶😶what's happening there??

Jimin: I think you already know

Kook: you still can't catch me, jiminsshi.

Me: I'm outta here

Jimin: wait

Kook: are you free tomorrow?

Me: yeah, why??

Jimin: we were planning to hang out

Kook: do you want to tag along??

Me: what are the plans??

Kook: what's the use if they are revealed.

Jimin: I'm not telling you.

Kook: *whispers* I don't know either

Jimin: yaaahhhh

Me: okay, are others coming??

Kook: yeah

Jimin: yup

Me: sounds fun

Me: I'll be there

Me: message me the details

Jimin: 👍

Kook: cool

After reading a Wattpad book and eating, I went to sleep.