My Inspiration
My Biggest Regrethttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GD1aWgv8NVM&feature=related
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When you woke up, it was late afternoon. On top of that, it was raining hard. You quietly came out of the bedroom and looked around.
The house was dead silent. It gave an eerie feel.
You rubbed the goosebumps on your arms.
You opened one door. It was the bathroom.
You stopped at the third and final door. *This must be oppa’s office.* You raised your fist and tapped on the door. When there wasn’t a response, you twisted open the doorknob and poked your head in.
The room was filled with bookshelves that were cluttered with all sorts of books. There was a desk with all sorts of papers, pens, and books on it. A piano stood by the wall with an armchair next to it.
Junhyung was standing by the window and looking out at the raindrops. He heard you and turned his head.
You stepped back, thinking that he would tell you to get out of his private room.
But Junhyung encouragingly smiled and waved you over. You shut the door and tip-toed over. You stood by him and looked out. “Is something there?”
Junhyung shook his head, “No, there’s nothing. But sometimes…that’s the best.” He naturally put an arm around your shoulders.
You leaned against him and slowly rested your head against his broad shoulder. It felt relaxing and peaceful. You put your fingertip against the cold glass and drew a heart.
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