why

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his slender fingers run across the old grand piano, producing a melodicious sound to the ears.

just like her voice, he thought.

his fingers move by themselves, following his mind and heart. that is when they started getting faster and faster.

thunder and rain could be heard from the outside, his fingers starts to shake from remembering that night - one that he hates the most.

he continues to play until his fingers gave up. frustrated, he hits the piano keys and looks down to his palm to find tears dropping from his eyes.

"ah, yeonjun! don't cry. you're making me sad too and i hate that! stop." he remembers her words.

tears begin to drop more onto his palm, his fingers run through his hair as he shouts in agony. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU! BUT NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I SAY IT, I STILL LOVE YOU!"

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