BTS SMERALDO THE NOTES 1 (Edited & Translated)

Yoongi: 25 June Year 20

End of Summer, Beginning of Solitude
Part 4

As soon as I stepped into the room, I took out an envelope from the bottom drawer of the desk. I took out the half burned piano key from the envelope, threw it into the trash can, and lay down on the bed. I was still breathing hard and couldn't stop my mind from racing.

I went back to the burned down house once after the fu-neral. A skeleton of what used to be a piano was still stand- ing where Mom's room used to be.

I flopped down on the ground.
The afternoon sunlight climbed over the window and then shrank away.
I raised my head and saw several pi- ano keys in the distance.

What notes were they?
How many times had her fingers touched those keys?

I stood up and put one of the keys in my pocket.

Four years had passed. The house was filled with silence. Silence that drove me crazy.
It was past ten, so Dad must 've gone to bed.

Everything and everyone inside the house had to keep still after he went to bed.
That was the rule. I wasn't familiar with such deep silence. Or with being punctual and following the rules.

It was even more unbearable that I was living in this house despite all that.
I was receiving an allowance from him, I was eating dinner with him, and I was getting scolded by him.

I sometimes challenged him and caused trouble, but I didn't have the courage to desert him, to run away and find true freedom.

I picked the piano key out of the trash can under my desk.
When I opened the window, the night air blew in.

My mind replayed the events of the day. I couldn't stop thinking.

I threw the piano key out of the window with all my might.

It had been two weeks since I went to school.
They said I was expelled.
I might get kicked out of the house even if I wanted to stay.

I couldn't hear the piano key hit the ground.

Now I'd never know what note it made.
It'd never make a sound again.

I'd never play the piano again.

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