PROLOGUE

Taehyung held onto the rail up on the hilltop. He let out a sigh, having the late afternoon air exhale out from his mouth. He looked around the city of Seoul and tightened his grip onto the wooden brown rail. Taehyung was still dressed in his school uniform, not wanting to go back to the dorm, not yet at least. He closed his eyes and let out another sigh, yet this one sounded a bit more frustrated. His tears welled up his eyes, yet he kept them closed. The wind pressed against his cheeks lightly and finally for once he felt at ease. 

"I'm so close to giving up." He whispered to himself with a shaky voice, "so close..."

"Then don't."

He slowly opened his eyes and turned to the left to see who it was. His vision finally cleared up to find himself looking at a girl that went to the same school as him. She had a short bob hair cut and wore the same uniform as him, having both her hands hold onto both of her backpack straps. Sure, he's seen her around, but they didn't know each other personally like that. They were practically strangers who see each other around school. So, why did she say that out of the blue?

"B-Bwoh?" He asked a bit shocked. 

"I said don't give up." She said, walking towards him now.  

Taehyung felt his face heating up. She was getting closer and closer to him; he felt his heart beat go at a faster pace also. He let go of the brown wooden rail and took a step back until she finally stopped herself in front of him. He gulped down his saliva as she gave him a small smile.

"You're very talented. You know that, right?" 

His left eye brow went up in shock. She was the first person to ever say that to him. The silence between them filled the air until he suddenly started chocking on his own saliva. How did that happen in the first place? Lets just say, Taehyung is pretty clumsy himself. She put on a worried face and started patting his back, trying to help him stop from choking now. 

After what seemed like a million years, he stopped and looked at her who locked eyes with him now. 

"You really think so?" He asked, having his eyes filled with wander.

She let out a smile and nodded her head, "Jeongmal, jinja. You have a talent everyone doesn't want to believe in. But, I believe in it....because, I know you'll make it at the end. So, don't give up, arrasso?" 

His lips curved up slowly. That's all he needed. One reason why he should keep moving forward. 

"Ne." He responded, "Ne."

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A/N: I know, I have other stories to work on....But, my mind is going wild these days. I have so many stories in my head that I'm about to explode. LOLS, so I hope you bare with me. ^^ Please support me!! (:

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