They say history repeats itself. People often use this as a way to describe a particular circumstance. What if history do comes back... literally.
Min Yoongi
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"He is also associated with symphonic poem. That is it for Liszt. Now moving on, turn your books to page 125.—" The teacher now started scribbling a new name on the board.
Min Yoongi
I immediately obeyed and turned my book to the said page. I glanced at the name written on the center of the white board. Min Yoongi. I find the music of the Romantic Era fascinating and relaxing yet I'm not into learning about the composers and all. However, this Min Yoongi seems to capture my interest.
I glanced at the picture placed on the bottom of page 125.
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"Damn, he's handsome" Suddenly, the atmosphere tightened. Everyone was quiet and they are looking at me. I looked around with my hand covering my annoying mouth. Gosh Y/N can't there be a day when you don't embarrass yourself?! Everyone then broke into a good laugh, everyone including my teacher.
"Yes, Y/N. He is indeed handsome." She giggled. "Now moving on, this 'Damn-he's-handsome' man's name is Min Yoongi. It is obvious that he isn't Hungarian like Liszt. He is Korean. Despite this being said, he is gifted with a handsome brain as well. He is fluent in English, French, Spanish, and of course Korean."
"Min Yoongi is a well-known pianist. A virtuoso of this field." Min Yoongi. He is interesting. I want to get to know him more.
The teacher went on about his works until it was almost time. "Just like Liszt, I allotted a couple of days to discuss Min Yoongi. Tomorrow will be a very interesting topic as we will discuss one of his most prominent works 'Avoir Besoin'. A brief background; Avoir Besoin is said to be composed for his beloved and her name is something to look forward to for tomorrow." Everyone whine at the cliffhanger moment.
Min Yoongi, why am I so drawn to you?
"Namjoon-oppa, you're a music major right?" I asked as soon as I entered my brother's mini music studio. He turned his swivel chair towards the door where I am currently located.
"Well I won't be asking mom and dad for this studio if I ain't." He sarcastically said. There goes my brother. Behind that gorgeous face lies a cruel personality. He is mean specifically to me, his gorgeous baby sister.
"Are you familiar with Min Yoongi? You know the Romantic Era Min Yoongi?" I asked. I saw how his expression changed. He turned serious.
"Why are you asking?" This isn't the first time I encountered this side of my brother. He is like this when I get hurt, just like when my puppy love talked shit about me. However, I am still terrified plus the fact that I don't really know what part of my question made my brother upset.
"It's for an assignment. We are talking about composers of the romantic era." I smiled nervously.
"Well, he is a prominent composer. He has done tons of piano compositions." He casually said.
"What you've said is exactly what the book states. Can't you give me like a deeper background. How about the background of his composition 'Avoir Besoin'." I provoked.
He sighed then he looked at me in the eye. "Avoir Besoin? Avoir Besoin or need is the last composition of Min Yoongi. Avoir Besoin is about a... girl. It is said that Min Yoongi composed it for his beloved. Yoongi is a possessive lover. She got suffocated of the relationship so she decided to free herself. Min Yoongi didn't want her to leave. She escaped. Upon knowing so, he spent his days composing a piece to lure her back to him. He was so engrossed that he didn't eat and he deprived himself of sleep. I don't know if this is exaggeration but they say that as his fingers landed on the last key to complete the piece, he died." He narrated. His eyes never left mine.
"So behind the success of his work is such a dark backstory." I gasped for air. "Yes." My brother replied. "So if I were you, I'll stick to what is written in the book and not stick my nose deeper." He ruffled my hair.
I was caught when he cupped my face to make me face him. "My sister is so annoying yet beautiful." He complimented. I looked at him with the 'what-the-hell-is-happening-to-you' look. "Now go and make your handsome brother coffee." He pushed me out of his studio. He is the epitome of the perfect brother. Wait, I forgot the word 'opposite'. He is the opposite of the epitome of a perfect brother.
I brought the teaspoon to circular motions in the little mug. I stared at the coffee I made for my brother. If only I could pour poison unto Namjoon's coffee to put him to permanent sleep and not make my beloved mama cry.
Lucky for Namjoon, my mind drifted from planning his burial to something else. Unlucky for me, it drifted to Min Yoongi.
Min Yoongi
"Min Yoongi's composition is made for his beloved. Unfortunately, their relationship didn't work as Min Yoongi is said to be very possessive. He wrote 'Need' with the hope of having her back. You know, what a coincidence, Yoongi's beloved is named Y/N as well. " I've been expecting that she'll cut details. Lucky for me I have a pretty useful useless brother. What surprised me is that the girl has the same name as me. Namjoon forgot that detail. Everyone had their eyes on me. I just chuckled nervously and turned my head down my notebook.
"Are you into drawing, Y/N? Because Yoongi's Y/N is said to be blessed with the talent of drawing. She is also a great ballet dancer." The teacher smiled at me. I shivered for unknown reasons. Maybe it's the fact that I share the same name with this Yoongi's Y/N. It could also be because I draw as well. And the most creepy part is that I've always had this passion for ballet.
I've never been to a ballet class if I will base it to what I remember. I tried persuading my family but Namjoon is very strict on assuring that I won't even step a single toe on a ballet studio. He said that I can't dance ballet because of my back injury. Mama said that I got when I tried ballet at 3 years old.
"Is this what they fucking teach in schools? I didn't make music for them to pry on my business let alone to alter the events of my life." A voice beside me speaks. I slowly turned to my left.
