Could he help someone see what music meant to him even though they couldn't listen?
Were they willing to challenge the obstacles ahead of them?
The answer is Yes, but not alone.
Junhong tilted his head as he watched the vibrations on the walls. His picture frames were moving ever so slightly and it seemed to happen often. He couldn't understand why.
He carefully placed his hand on the wall and his eyes widened when rhythmic thuds embraced his fingertips. He mouthed random words and tried bobbing his head, but he couldn't do it right.
Junhong sighed and fell to his knees, he covered his ears with his hands and let out a shaky breath. Why didn't they work? He had them like everyone else but they didn't work.
Without thinking twice Junhong dashed towards his kitchen counter, taking his notepad off of the cold marble. He scribbled down a sentence and with a worried heart he stepped out of his apartment.
He knocked on his neighbours door and clenched his teeth as the door opened. Yongguk looked at him in surprise but he didn't speak, he simply waited as Junhong raised his notebook.
"What is music like?"
This is based off of my drabble Lost Boy
It's essentially a chaptered version of it :) it's not going to be long, just a few chapters to get the story across
The members probably won't play a huge part, because they'll all be Yongguk's friends essentially but I'll put em there anyway
I don't want to make it a one shot, because it's a lil hard for me to write really long things aha