melody- r.m

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Kobe's P.O.V 

I bop my head up and down to the beat I just made. Bum bum bee bum bum. This sounds good  I say. I add some percussion, bass, ad-libs. I replay it back the 2nd time. It's missing something. Then, the idea popped in my head. I grab my mini keyboard and plug it in my macbook. My fingers fumble the keys to a quick pattern of chords. I then copy them and add them to the song. I throw on my beats and listen to the whole thing, It works perfectly. I hear a faint knock at my door, 

"Who is it?" I say. My sister's face peeks in and gives me a gummy smile. I look to her and gave her that "what is it" face. 

"Kobe, dad needs you," she said and closed the door. I sighed and carefully took off my headphones and closed my laptop. My feet slip into my nike slippers as I walk into the kitchen. I start to shiver a bit due to my dad putting on the ac. I see him slowly turning the gray newspaper and take a sip of his green tea. I pull a chair right next to him and pour myself a cup. I sip the warm liquid that fills me inside. It tastes so good. Then I hear that "pay attention to me" cough,

"What is it, dad?" He slowly puts the newspaper down on the table and looks at me. 

"After your work, can you run errands to buy groceries for the kimchi soup. It's your mother's favorite and her birthday is today," my head slowly starts to hang. It's her birthday today. I feel my dad's hand slowly touch my shoulder as some sort of comfort. 

"I know it's hard because it's already been a year. But, just she's always here watching us. Do it for her," he said. I deeply sigh once again. 

"Ok. For her," I say giving him a reassuring smile. He smiled back and gripped my face. 

Ever since I can remember, music was always a constant growing up. Since the day that my mom passed away due to cancer, it was a really hard time for me and my little sister, Lara, to cope. But, I had to be strong, not just for me, but for my dad and her. Then, the best thing happened to me. My dad taught me to play my first instrument: the piano. Once my fingers touched those keys, I suddenly travel to another state of mind. Some type of relaxed, euphoric feeling. Honestly, I don't know how to describe it but... all I can say is, without music, I wouldn't be the person I am now. Ever since that day, it has been my passion and it was something that I decided to pursue. My family is behind it 100% and I am glad that hey are. 

"Good. Also, can you bring your sister to that concert that she's always BUGGING ME ON? " I look at him confused. 

"What concert is she talking about?" my dad sighed and took out an envelope. 

"These are 2 vip tickets to the h-how do you pronounce their name?" My dad was squinting hard at the tickets. I chuckled at him and slightly grabbed the tickets.

"Dad, their name is BTS." then I gave them back to him. 

"Yeah whatever their name is. Can you bring her?" I was pretty hesitant because like I don't know being surrounded by teenagers and just me, an awkward 24-year-old. 

"I not sure if I-," then to the corner of my eye, I see my sister pouting and latching onto my legs. 

"PLEASEEEE!!! THIS MY ONLY CHANCE TO SEE THEM!! DAD CAN'T TAKE ME!" Then, just like that, he goes back to reading the news. I rolled my eyes. 

"Fine," she cheered and went back to playing on her i-pad. What am I so worried about? It's just a concert. What's the worst that can happen? I check the clock, 10:30 am. I walked back to my room and started getting ready for my job: Starbucks. I know so basic of me but there were no other jobs that were busier than them. I threw on my black turtleneck, blue jeans, and doc martins. I came out of my room, 

"annyeong yaedeul a!" I say as I headed out for work. 

A/N: HELLO!! I'm back from the dead bitches and better than ever!!! Lmao I hope you enjoyed this chapter and can't wait for u guys to read the next chapter. Don't worry I will be updating pretty frequently. Also, when I do finish this book, which member do you want next. Btw, this will be a trilogy sooo. Many things coming up! Ok gtg bye <3