The more I spent time with Nichkhun, the more I realized he really was everything that I wanted to find for my perfect movie moment. We spent almost every afternoon together that even my friends were so proud of the progress I was making. I was proud of the progress I was making. I was almost convinced that Nichkhun could be feeling the way I was feeling too. He was the perfect gentleman, always looking out for me, walking me home, asking me if I've had my meals every time we would see each other, even carrying my things for me when we'd walk together. Everything seemed so surreal that at times I had to pinch myself just to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

It was nearing December and his schedule was getting tighter as his presence was being demanded of more and more for special performances all over the university but even still he made time so we could meet even for just an hour or so every afternoon after our classes. Today however was different. He had called to say he couldn't make it, and so I decided to go abandon my practice time and spend long over-due time with my friends.

Yewon and Yoojin were sitting at the cafe when I finally made it there, and the sight that surprised me had me frozen in my tracks. Taec and Changmin both arrived handing Yewon and Yoojin their drinks, respectively, each pair making googly eyes at each other. When did this happen?!

I voiced out my question as soon as I was within hearing range and both pairs just shrugged; it was Taec who spoke. “You're not one to talk, but obviously, this,” he said, moving his hands in a circle around the two pairs, “happened while you were busy making googly eyes at Khun.”

I did not appreciate his use of the words from my own brain, but it was Taec and so I was going to let that slide. “Well...am I interrupting?”

A collective shaking of the head was the response I received, but even though I knew I was welcome in the circle, I couldn't help but feel a little out of place as each couple went off into their own personal bubbles. Did Nichkhun and I do that too? Create our own bubble and exclude the rest of the world? The thought brought a smile to my face and instead of sitting down with the pair, I found myself saying goodbye and running back to the practice rooms.

I chose two nocturnes for the Holiday finals, and Maestro Arrau had mentioned seeing a marked improvement in my performance. I was everything and ecstatic and more. I have never felt this compelled to continue playing the piano as I had these past few weeks with Nichkhun. Our conversations mostly revolved around music and it was exhilarating to a point. It was definitely much more refreshing than coming home every night seeing Jay waiting for me by his door. Sometimes I'd spot him on the roof deck when I'd look up as Nichkhun walked me home. He was getting rather stalker-ish lately, and I would know. It takes one to know one after all.

That wasn't really the crux of the situation with Jay though. I would see him creeping around with the same expression on his face when he performed Demon at Club 2AM at times and I couldn't help but wonder why he was being so vigilant lately. I noticed this of course though I never actually confronted him about it as of yet. It didn't seem as pressing, besides, Nichkhun already took my time, why did I even want to bother myself about Jay?

Said object of distress finally made an appearance and I wasn't sure how I wanted to react. Jay and I were on good terms, but I never know for sure where exactly we were. Oh yes, we were friends in the sense of it, but I don't know. I never know with Jay.

“Hey, I was looking for you.” he said, slightly out of breath.

I shrugged, “What for?”

“There's something you need to know.”

“O-okay? What is it?”

He took my hand, and try as I tell my brain to pull away, my hand seemed to have a mind of its own and seemed to have made it's home wrapped snugly in Jay's hand. I knew I had to ask him what this was about, but somewhere deep in my heart there was this trust that I had for Jay. That even when was absolutely being his insufferable self, I knew he would never lead me to harm. Or at least that was how I interpreted the dizzying swirls of colors and notes my insides turn into whenever he was around.

He stopped abruptly and turned to me, “This is for your own good okay?”

I nodded hesitantly, not really understanding what he meant to say. He lead me further into the University, towards the science building, and before I could ask what he had in mind, he pushed me towards the botanical garden window. Inside, I saw Nichkhun.

And in his arms was someone whose face I maybe should have recognized.

“Her name's June, she's a Biology major, and...yeah. When you said you wanted to make your movie moments real, I thought I should let you know. Look, Khun's been trying to get her attention for a bit now, I kinda hoped he'd give up on her, but it looks like he got her anyway.” Jay's words went over my head, even as he continued talking. “I told Taec it was a stupid idea, but the idiot insisted anyway.”

I understood nothing because an etude I knew so well was playing inside my head.

…

I never thought I could play Chopin's Revolutionary Etude with as much fervor as I could. It was liberating in a sense even though what I felt was absolutely incongruous to what the piece meant. Maestro seemed satisfied though, and as I placed my hands back down on my lap, I sensed that my agitation was troubling him as well.

“I know you meant well sir, but didn't it ever occur to you that it probably wouldn't be too good for my heart?” I sighed. Maestro looked confused but he remained quiet, “You shouldn't have asked Khun to help me.”

“I didn't ask Nichkhun to do anything.”

My head snapped up, and what Jay mentioned yesterday made its way back to my mind. Taec.

“Well, whatever it is you're going through, I need you to work it out by the concert. I added you to the last minute list for the Open Concert with your two nocturnes,” then he sighed, “Let's work on the Debussy.”

…

As soon as class was over I made a straight line for Taec's practice room, but it seemed as if someone else already had the same idea as I did. I peered through the window when I heard voices arguing, and I had to admit to being surprised to see Jay in there.

“I told you it was a bad idea.”

“How is it bad? You've heard her play, even Ian thinks there are some risks that need to be made.”

“Not this kind!”

“Jay, calm down will you?”

“I am calm. You and Junsu need to fix this.”

“Fix what? Dude, Ian, Junsu, and I know her more than you, she's perfectly fine.”

“Fine? Taec-”

“Relax Jay. She's fine. Don't think I'm letting you off that easy. Don't forget, you were the one who told her.”

“She deserved to know!”

“And we would have told her!”

“When? When she's in too deep?!”

Taec laughed, “She's not in love with Khun, if that's what you're worried about.”

It was at that point that I walked away. Was it because of the argument? I don't know. Was it because I didn't want to be reminded of Khun? Maybe. Maybe it was even the part where Taec says he knows me best and hearing from him that I wasn't as in love as I thought I was, was just too much to handle?