Yoongi: 2 August Year 22

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I lay down on my bed after finally sending through the music file to Seokjin Hyung.

I remember finding something written in the margins of the sheet music I'd found in our storage room classroom. It certainly wasn't my handwriting. It read: "If we're together, we can laugh."

I remembered a while ago, on a foggy day, I had walked across the sports field with Seokjin at school. It was awkward for both of us. I shoved my hands in my pockets and tried to lag behind on purpose. Of course, Seokjin wasn't the type to actually leave me behind. He tried and failed to hold a conversation with me. Each time he tried; the awkwardness got worse.

Finally, I asked him, "When was the last time you genuinely cried, Hyung?"

He didn't answer me and I didn't ask him again after that.

Maybe Seokjin had written those words along the margin of my sheet music. I wasn't sure...

If we are together, we can laugh...

The sheet music had been so childish as well. The music I wrote two years ago in high school was aggressive and poorly done. It was nothing compared to the detailed beauty I did now.

My high school days were filled with me getting drunk, staggering around. But I also spent countless nights working on my music.

I stayed up all night back then finishing the piece. By the time I was done I called it "If We're Together, We Can Laugh."

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