A famous and respected man, known for his talent on the piano and also known for the man who looked like a ghost. It was very ironic to call him a ghost because he was afraid of them. It wasn't just fear it was a phobia.
Because of his phobia, he al...
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I look in the mirror, a knife stabbed my heart when I saw my state, if I continue looking like that I will start to be afraid of myself. My face was almost whiter than my hair, the dark circles almost black under my eyes. Now I literally look like a ghost. A shiver ran through my body, I wasn't exactly free from my phobia yet, even with all the effort my brother put into it.
Jimin opened the bathroom door without warning. "Yoongi-ah, what did I say about looking in the mirror? I really don't want you to have the phobia really bad all over again." he sighed. "And please go to sleep, I hate to see you in this state. You've been working on this song for days on end" he warned, looking at me worriedly.
I'm different from Jimin who was not pale, he was lively, extroverted and carefree, but a little stiff with himself. I have a phobia of ghosts and he likes ghosts. Sometimes I wonder if we're really brothers.
"It was your fault that I got this phobia" I said sullenly, which made him shrink a little at the rude speech i said.
"I-I'm sorry, but you know that I'm here to protect you now right? And also, ghosts are rare, it's-" he began his speech in love with ghosts.
"Yes, yes, it's like the second chance at life for those who have a good heart. I've already decorated and everything, you don't have to repeat it." Even though I was in a bad mood, I gave my best smile and went to my bed and lay down, waiting to fall asleep. Waiting to see tomorrow.
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The alarm rang, but as I do every day, I expect Jimin to wake me up.
A time has passed and nothing happened, probably he's servicing a customer. With much laziness I got up to check my brother. I went to his office in pajamas because it was right next to our room. It was like a second house.
"Oh, I see. Uhm, the cards say ... are you sure you wanna hear this?" he seemed uncertain and also confused after turning the first card. An expression he had never seen in Jimin.
"Yes, it doesn't matter what it is" the man said, his skin was much darker than mine and his hair was painted pink. He wore big glasses that was making him look smart.
"For the past, 'The Tower' card symbolizes confusion and punishment for human arrogance, you must have done something very bad in the past and you were or will be punished." He stopped and continued "For the present, 'The Devil' that signals the danger that may be lurking and alert to the need to be prudent, avoiding acting on impulse, for we can be led by paths that are not good for us. " he swallowed dry, probably hoping the next was a good letter, but by his reaction it was not. I continued to peek at them, and it seems that Jimin is really focused because normally he knows I'm looking. "For the future ... 'The Judgment' letter can announce changes in our life, structure and bases. It may indicate a marriage or a divorce, a contract, or the end of it. Indicates that it has reached the end of a cycle, will be evaluated and, according to its performance, will go on to a new cycle. " he said, taking a deep breath, as if he had panicked while he was reading.
"So you're saying I'm going to die and be judged?" said the man biting his lip, waiting for my brother's revelation. His eyes were filled with concern.
"Yes, it could be, but it can also be something else. You never know." Jimin said and made a movement with his hand for the man to approach. The man leaned forward and Jimin whispered in his ear. 'Shit, I want to hear' I got closer and I just heard "...of my brother, please" until the man noticed me and sat down in the chair immediately.
"Oh Yoongi, I'm going to make breakfast, let me just finish things with this customer" he said, looking not surprised to see me. He turned back to the client. I decided not to snoop any more and went into the kitchen closing the door to his office.
I sat down at the table and wondered what the hell he had whispered in the pink haired man's ear.
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Soon after, Jimin arrived and began making some pancakes. Trying not to be too direct I asked "Well hyung, I know you don't like me to ask questions about customers, but that caught my attention" I waited for a reaction from Jimin but he just continued to cook. "I kind of heard what you were saying ... will he really die?" I asked trying not to be insensitive.
He sighed and answered now turning to me and putting the plate of pancakes on the table. "Yes, he will" straight and short he is hiding something.
"So, what did you say in his ear?" Just that question was the trigger to know that he was actually hiding something.
"I really don't want to talk about it" he informed, taking the agave syrup off the shelf and putting it in the table next to the pancakes
The air was strange, but none of us spoke and continued like this until I finished eating.
"I'm going to prepare myself and then I'm going to the studio to record" I got up from the chair and put the dish in the washing machine. "Thank you hyung the breakfast was very good." I said and left after seeing his smile.
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I left home on foot, because it wasn't worth going by car since the studio was close. I started to walk faster because I don't really like being on the street. But something made me stop completely. A shout. It came from the alley. My heart was a thousand. I ran desperate toward the noise. And that's when I saw it. A pink-haired man, that was difficult to notice much because it was dark, sitting on the floor with some men pointing a pistol at him. Before I did anything, a bang was heard. The man's body fell to the ground. Without life. Blood flowing through the ground. No one was there expect me and the body.
When I returned to reality to I ran like I was going to die, fuck the recording. I had just witnessed a murder.
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Notes: Aah I hope it's good. I don't know ANYTHING about tarot cards so if I fuxked up sorry. If you liked, I would appreciate if you voted or commented. Btw, I will let my viewers choose the end muahaha.
