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I shook myself out of my sleep, my fingers wrapped around my cold phone to stop the loud noise of the alarm. With a sigh, I threw my legs out of my blanket and onto the floor. I headed to the bathroom and shuffled the light on, I washed my teeth quickly not putting any care into my action and just as quickly as that, I brushed my hair and put it into a ponytail. I took a couple of steps back and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I had dark circles under my eyes from not being able to sleep at night, so I had no choice but to wear makeup today to get rid of those ugly spots. 

I got out of the bathroom, picking up my bag whilst shoving my phone into the back pocket of my jeans. I let out a sigh once I lock my apartment door, I was already tired so I didn't know how I was going to survive the day of class and work as well. The good thing was that I felt better today, my headache was gone and even though I didn't get much sleep. I walked down the stairs and made it to the outside. The sunlight felt warm against my skin, it felt nice compared to the past cold temperature we had in winter. Spring flowers were blossoming and it seemed like the right type of day for me. I pushed through a crowd of people going upstairs to the train station. My grip tightened around the straps of my bookbag, I felt claustrophobic, other days there weren't many people which put out the question of why there was a lot of people here. The hoot of the train echoed in the distance, I took a few steps forward and waited a few seconds until the train finally came to a stop. I was the first to enter, following me were students from every type of grade level, I sat next to a window and plugged in my headphones. A sigh escaped my lips, my stomach growled probably sign telling me to eat breakfast but I didn't feel like eating anything.

The train came to a stop and more people entered through the automatic doors. I stared out at the front out to the right a figure with striking silver hair shook me out of my thoughts.

Yoongki?


My mouth fell agape, he was wearing a black ringed hat with black ripped jeans and shirt. He seemed to not notice me as he pushed off some people to get through the crowded train. I was about to stand up when he took hold of the edge of the chair when the train started again.  Yoongki took notice of me as he looked down at me, however, a pair of high school girls bumped into him and his grip loosened.  A gasp left my lips when his body fell forward towards me. 


God, why must you do this to me?


His figure didn't touch me however, his hand stayed on the window while he still managed to hold the end of the second chair. He was deathly close to me and I forced myself to look back at him.

Yoongi was looking at me already, his gaze stood still on me and I couldn't bring myself to glance somewhere else. Just when I was about to speak, he pushed himself away from me, "Sorry" he spoke. He sat down one chair away from me, putting his bag in the middle seat. 

"It's okay.." I said in a whisper, I took off my headphones and shoved them back into my jean jacket. "How do you feel?"

"Huh?" I questioned him like the idiot I am "You were feeling sick yesterday weren't you? How do you feel now"

"Oh, I feel a bit better now", he gave me a small smile and stayed quiet for a few minutes. "Nice hair by the way" I commented.

"Thanks", he grabbed his bag suddenly and took out his phone "I have something to show you," He said seriously.

Yoongki plugged in his headphones and handed me his phone,  I looked at him in question "Press play and hear the song", I nodded obediently and popped the headphones in. I swiped my finger across the screen and it started.

It was a piano but weirdly enough it sounded eerie and strange. The song pushed forwards and I heard an orchestra slowly slipping into the picture, what was this? 

As weird as it sounded, all the music seemed to be on time and have an articulate rhythm. However soon, a melody was singled out by a french horn, very illuminating compared to how the music started. 


It was spring.


A smile crept on lips and suddenly the music built up and fell ending with a note of bliss. The theme: Young hearts that were broken but now resurrected. 

"Did you make this?", Yoongki nodded, I should have known, he's good at everything. "Wow...'

"Any constructive criticism?", he asked, I unplugged the headphones from his phone and put them on his extended hands. "Criticism...", I thought for a couple of seconds when I remembered something from the song. "After the climax, I think moving it from major to a minor A chord would be better. I think that if it ends in minor it would be almost as if you left it in a cliffhanger. However, if that was how you wanted it, you can leave it as it is"

"Actually, what you said made sense. Before it felt like I was missing something but now I know what to put", he let out a yawn and rubbed his eyes. "Did you get any sleep last night?", I asked curiously.

Yoongki shook his head "I couldn't sleep" he stated, I frowned. "Why?" 

"I get nightmares at night, so they keep me up", Nightmares? 

"Would you like to tell me about them?", he stared at the seat in front of him 

"I can't..." he trailed off

"What do you mean?", I pushed further 

"I-" 

As soon as he was about to speak a voice from behind us interrupted him



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