25 July Year 15
"Yoongi-yah."
I sat down in front of the piano as soon as I entered the living room. I didn't even have time to wipe my sweat. I wiped my sticky hands on my shirt. My mom opened the sheet music. I couldn't see the sheet music very well. I blinked my eyes. I had spent the last hour running under the scorching sun. I couldn't hear my own breathing over the sound of my heart pounding. Sweat ran down my spine and my back was soaked. My fingers trembled.
"Min Yoongi." I snapped out of it at the sound of my mom's voice. "You can't even play Chopin properly, and you think this is time for you to be composing?" My mom tapped at the sheet music as she spoke. What have I been playing? I couldn't really recall. "Again, from the beginning." Mom said in a low voice. "Again. Again. Again." She kept tapping at the same page over and over. Sweat kept pouring from my body that hadn't cooled down yet. My mind was blank and I felt like throwing up. I don't know if that was why. I ignored the sheet music, ignored my mom, and let out the emotions that were about to burst out of me into my fingers. My mom grabbed my hands and pulled them away from the keyboard saying, "This isn't the right emotion!"
"Please stop!" I screamed as I shot up from my seat. My mom stared at me, frozen. "Stop! Just stop!" I just spat out whatever words I could find. I jumped where I was standing and pulled my hair. Then finally, I grabbed my mom's trophy and threw it at the piano. One of the keys broke off and flew forward, brushing past my cheek.
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BTS: HYYH The Notes (Complete ENG)
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