Baby, Don't Cry

I quickly made my way inside the Musical Hall as the rain began to pour harder down.  People rushed passed me, bumping into my shoulders while trying to get away from the pouring rain.

The girls in the competition were easily spotted.  They’ve all been made over; their hair was curled nicely and they wore beautiful yet simple dresses.

I looked away and began fixing my dress. 

I straightened out the skirt before a girl ran into my shoulder.  She turned around to apologize before she saw me.  I gasped quietly as I noticed her face.  She was my replacement in this competition. That should be me…

She gave a shy and awkward smile before gathering with the other girls.

I took in deep breaths just what my doctor told me to do whenever I was quick to get angry.

“Miyoung?”

I turned my head, “de…umma…”  She rested her hand on my arm, “let’s go sit, hon.  They’re about to start soon.”  I quickly nodded before we ascended up the wide stair case into the theater hall.

The performances were nice, but honestly, I could’ve done better.  I wanted this scholarship…needed it.  I put my life into this and within moments, I lost everything.

I slowly got up from my seat as they announced the representative from my school.  Umma lightly touched my arm. “Aniyo, stay here and enjoy it; I just need some air.” I muttered before I left the hall.

I quickly exited and walked up the next level into the building’s piano room.

I made my way inside the room not bothering to turn the lights on.  It was quiet and calming; the raindrops slid down the windows. 

I made my way over to the piano before taking a seat as a tear fell from my eyes. 

From below, I could hear the audience’s first applaud before I sat down and stared at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. 

The thunder crackled before I forced a smile as another tear slowly slid down my cheek.

When the sound of the piano was heard from below, I started playing a song that fit my mood.  My throat felt dry and it suddenly burned.  I knew what was coming next.

No one was going to be wandering these halls so I freely let my tears fall.  They blurred my eyes, but it didn’t matter.  I could easily play this piece with my eyes closed.

My fingers glided across the keys of the piano, bringing the calm music to me.  My tense shoulders relaxed, but it didn’t change what state I was in.

Sad and disappointed in the fact that I wasn’t able to be in this competition; that I wasn’t the one in front of thousands playing the piece I worked so long and hard on.  I closed my eyes and tried to get rid of my bitterness through the song.

I slowly opened my eyes and quickly blinked the tears away. 

When I looked up I gasped.  There was a man standing by the door.  He obviously didn’t hear me since he didn’t budge.  He was tall and lean.  The light that shone from the hall made it easy for me to see his features.  His skin was milky white and he wore a nice tux.  He was handsome even with no signs of emotion in his face.

I kept on playing, staring at him the whole time until he finally noticed me staring back at him.  I rolled my wrists up as the song ended and slowly turned around.

He cleared his throat, “Are you from the competition?”  He asked as another thunder roared from outside.

His voice was surprisingly soft, different than what I expected it would be.

I stayed silent, wiping my tears, although he’d probably seen me cry already.  Slowly, I stood up from the chair and I brushed my bangs behind my ear as I walked up to him.

[Sehun]

I was tired…tired of everything.  I was exhausted from the work and responsibility my parents placed on me. The performances were boring me; how could anyone stand to sit through it all.  I love music, but there girls didn’t take any risks.  They didn’t choose challenging songs, it was boring and dull so I left for some air.

I exited as they announced a girl form Incheon Bakmun Girl’s High School.  As I left, I took note of a girl, peachy skin and nice, wavy hair that fell on her shoulders.  Her eyes were glassy and her lips trembled.  Don’t ask me why I was staring at her lips.

She walked up the stairs into the rooms where all the instruments were held in.  I furrowed my eye brows before I followed her. 

I walked down the hall before I heard a piano coming for the room in the end of the hall.  She must be in the competition.

The door to the room was kept open.  I stood by the door; you’re not supposed to be in here…  I thought about saying, but instead I let her music take me in.  So soothing and calming.  My eyes involuntarily closed, letting the beauty of the song surround me.

I opened them again at the sound of the thunder cracking.

Through the music, I heard soft sniffles.  I looked at her through the mirror and notice her tears falling from her eyes.  I let it go, it’s best not to get into other people’s business.

My eyes wandered from her facial features to her back and down her waist.  I just blankly stared at her back before I heard the song slowly come to an end.  My eyes darted to the mirror again and found her soft eyes staring back at me.

I quickly cleared my throat, “Are you from the competition?”

She didn’t care to answer.  She did everything so slowly and gently.  She turned around and walked towards me, brushing her bangs aside before looking at me with a blank face, “Aniyo…I’m the one who dropped out.”  She stated before walking pass me.

She left me dumbfounded.  What kind of a girl sees me without gushing? …She’s the first.

That shouldn’t have been my first reaction, but it was.

I stared at the rain pellets hitting the windows before I turned to leave the room.  I walked back down into the doors of the theater hall before going back inside and taking my seat.

“Where’d you go?”  Lu Han nudged my arm before I shook my head.  “Nowhere…"

New update! :))

I hope you liked it. And I'm sorry, I keep apologizing, but I can't tell you enough, how fast this story goes.

This update is the same day as Sehun's pov in the last update.  Miyoung went to the competition to see the performances but when the rep. from her school came on, she couldn't take it and left to go play the piano.  It was suppose to be her performance, so when the audiance clap, she starts play as if she was performing it and not the other girl. [sehun pov] He couldn't take the performances anymore and left the same time Miyoung left.  He saw her and was attracted to her so he followed her.

WithLove,

Miyoung:))