CRESCENDO OF CLAVIER

Jimin closed his eyes, letting the music envelop him, and when he spoke again, his words were tinged with a sadness they both understood. "But what happens when the music stops, Yoongi? What happens to us?"

There was a long pause, filled only by the haunting echo of the last chord Yoongi played. "I don't know," he admitted, and in that moment, they both understood that their symphony would remain unfinished, a haunting melody suspended in time.

So,
As twilight draped the world in shadows, the piano whispered tales of love once radiant, now dimmed. Each key a sigh, each chord a memory, he sang of a heartache that lingered long after the final note had fallen silent.

A yoonmin short story.
Compelling,
A little tale of love and grief.