Chapter 39: My 1st Love Part 4

The wall clock kept on ticking as the students of Fermata Boarding School were quietly answering those tough exam papers. On the other hand, a milky skin boy had his eyes on the paper but his mind was somewhere else. You may think he had completed his paper but he only did a few. What the hell is a logarithm? How did he even ended up with the advanced math as an additional topic? The boy knew he wasn’t good with his studies. He had downgraded himself from taking 2 pure science subjects to 1 combined science subjects. He doesn’t have the choice. It is the only way to prevent himself from failing 3 or more subjects despite being the well-known prodigy. He knows himself that he should have joined the art stream classes instead of the science stream. He could be better in the arts. All he had was his languages and humanities subjects to pull him up. Nevertheless, the regrets he still had was hard to erase.

The second hand finally reaches its’ last lap before the minute hand strikes 12. The sound of school bell started to ring and the exam was over. All the students in the exam hall had to wait for the next 15 minutes before they are dismissed. All that Suga could hear were murmurs of the others, discussing about the papers while the teachers had to hush them while collecting the papers. He felt bad about not completing the paper but what can he do when he could not even understand the questions. Even though his heart sank a lot, he hopes to able to improve his rank in school. The teachers were done counting the number of papers and the students were dismissed happily. Suga went to his locker to grab his stuff. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone about the paper.

Mike: Hey bro! That’s a very hard paper huh?

Suga: Yeah… I couldn’t answer a single thing. I only did what I can think of.

Mike: True enough. At least you tried. I was thinking shall we go to Lucy Diner to treat ourselves. Get a milkshake?

Suga: Sorry bro. I wish I could. I got called on by Miss Ivy for this afternoon.

Mike: The school counsellor? You have been with her for weeks. It must be the school board isn’t? What were they thinking?

Suga: She is not that bad. Apparently, she is better than the other staffs. She helps me a lot with my academics. I gotta say that I am happy that I improved a bit.

Mike: I see a change in you. She must be y aye? I guess we, boys, learn better when a gorgeous lady teach us. Damn I wish it happens to me.

Suga: You don't need to. You are smart enough. *slams the locker door* I need to go now. Perhaps a milkshake some other time?

Mike: Sure thing. I looked forward to it. It is a promise. *salutes*

Suga: Whatever!

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So the milky skin boy slipped his way through the crowd while wearing his earphones to prevent himself from over hearing the exam discussions.

There he was standing in front of the music room that he used to go a long time ago. He wondered why would Miss Ivy tell him to meet her at that very ‘holy’ place. He suddenly became anxious as he opened the door. There it was his best friend who was waiting for his arrival for a long time.

He walked to it step by step in awkward manner. He pulled out the stool and sat right in front of it. He laid his fingers on the black and white little rectangles. It was dusty. Nobody bothered to see this lonely piano. Suga felt sorry and started to play a little while giving it a little life.

Miss Ivy: Heart and Soul eh?

Suga: Yeah. My teacher taught me this on my very 1st lesson. He said it will give the piano a little life. Well, that's what he said before he abandoned me.

A taste of bitterness was at the tip of tongue when he made that statement. He still have yet to know his teacher’s whereabouts. Suga felt sorry for his teacher. He didn't mean to lash out at him. If only he could see him one more time, he want to apologise for his behaviour.

Miss Ivy: Anyway, I got good news for you. Have about The International Starlight Academy? TISA for short?

Suga: Yeah I do. My music teacher was from there originally. He say it was one of the best school in the country.

Miss Ivy: Hmm. I am not even surprised. Apparently, this letter was found in your music teacher office. I am sorry I have opened up the letter but it is what I can do to help you. Here you go.

The boy took the letter from the snake-like lady. He opened up the soft velvet letter with curiosity.

To: The Alumni of The International Starlight Academy

It has been a long time since we have been serving you in the pursue of your dream careers. We hope you all have shared your expertise to your fellow apprentices.

It will be the 105th Anniversary of the academy in the coming months and we will like to invite you and one of your apprentices. There will be a Gala Event and we would like your apprentice to perform on our very stage.

Do take note we might consider your apprentice to the enrolment of our academy if he/she is ever to impress us and the public.

Regards,

The Music Department

Miss Ivy: Do you want to hear the Bad news or Good news?

Suga: Bad please.

Miss Ivy: They were supposed to send the invitation card last few weeks but it was sent to the Alumni’s address itself.

Suga: Oh. *disappointed*

Miss Ivy: Good news is I tracked down the school system and it seems that your teacher is being kind to sign you up for the Gala.

Suga: Huh?

Miss Ivy: The Gala will be next week and you have to perform at least a piece to the audience. Yoongi, this is your chance to get back on track from where you left.

Suga: No thank you.

The lady was disappointed but she kept her cool. She sat beside the boy and cupped his face. The boy’s ear turned red as he tried to hide his blushing face. Her emerald snake-like eyes and Jasmine perfume were strong that they charmed him.

Miss Ivy: You have to. I know what you are going through but leaving the thing that you are most capable at is such a waste. You are still young for that matter and I am sure there are people around you wants to see make it through. This includes your parents.

At the thought of his parents, Suga went blank for a moment. They are the reason why he was here. The music store to the little piano at the underpass to the letter of scholarship and lastly the fire. The fire leads him to this boarding school and currently, the failure. He became more confused in what he needs to do. Sometimes he wondered why did he even ended up taking this route as a music genius. To what extend that people close to him supports him to be the greatest? The reality he has awoken was from his failure. Now he is going to give another try to prove himself that music is for him.

Suga: I will take it.

Miss Ivy: Now that’s the spirit. Remember you have to do whatever I said and it will help you. A deal is still a deal.

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News spread quickly about the comeback of the music child prodigy that will be held in the Gala of The International Starlight Academy. The town was in a big surprise as everyone is looking forward to what this boy could do after the rumours that happened last time. Will he succeed or fail again? It added pressure to Min Yoongi. This is the moment for him to get back up on his feet. The lonely piano that he had left behind in the music room had came back to life. It was like magic and it was thanks to the boy himself.

Or was it?

Suga: I can't do it!

Miss Ivy: Yes you can!

Suga: This is not right! My teacher doesn't do that to me. You said you help me but this is wrong.

Miss Ivy: Are you sure? Your teacher was the one in the wrong! He canned and say all the bad things to you. That’s not how he should treat his student or worse, his apprentice!

Suga:No. No. NO! You can’t do this to me. I can’t!

The boy started to burst into tears despite holding it in as a man.

Miss Ivy: That’s right. Go ahead and cry. It brings out the animal in you. Think about the past and how it makes who you are today. Let all the sorrows and the pain come out of you. This will definitely help you become a better musician. The greatest musicians uses their own past to bring the music to life. Think about the pain and suffering! Use it! Use it!

The poor boy was trapped. Nobody could not hear him. Even if they did, they would think he was in counselling. That’s what ‘counsellors’ do. They ‘help’ people get their mentality straighten out and ease their pain. Miss Ivy is no counsellor in fact. She is a crazy psychiatrist who misused her skills for the evil. She loves pain and suffering of others. Min Yoongi is one of her experiments. She can finally see the development of the poor innocence. The weak hearted are the most vulnerable.

However, Min Yoongi knows himself. He was taught well. He continues to keep things to himself.

He would not dare to let his sufferings taking over him. Her words are poison in disguise. They keep bugging him to open up his demons inside. Sweat trickled down his face as much as he wants to give in, he knew he shouldn’t. How is that making him a better musician? He wanted to her motive instead. He has been doing the ‘therapy’ for days now. Every session is tiring him. Once he did seek for help from others but they neglected him, saying that Miss Ivy is a good lady and they have known her for a long time. Hey even stated that the school knows what they are doing and they only hired the best. Yoongi only see the other side of the best.

Miss Ivy: That’s it for the day. You have been tired out for too long. It is amazing how you are so strong to keep things to yourself. You only have less than 3 days until the actual performance. I know what’s best for you. If you don’t follow what I ask for, you will regret it. Trust me, I have seen many clients and they have been successful. It is shame.

Yoongi breathe out a sigh of relief as he survived another day of torture. He didn’t say anything to the lady and left the room immediately. He make for a run to a different location where he can finally let out his feelings that he has been holding on. There he was in front the burnt shop, it has been more than 10 years since that fateful day. There were no leads to the mystery of why the Min family got attacked. It just all happened coincidentally. He walked towards black and dusted store where the walls were all torn off. He stood at the spot where the family piano was burnt. Memories came to him even though he had so little of his parents. It was that very moment where he let all his feeling out and cried a much as he can.

Wait. The piano?

It should remain at the spot. Someone must have taken it. He panic. There must be thief! A loud clank of wood could be heard from the back door of the store. He took a glass bowl from the nearest counter, ready to hit the thief unconscious. Tip and toe he goes with one hand on the door knob. At the count of three, he prepares himself to attack.

One… Two… Three!

?: God Dammit!

Suga: Mike? What are you doing here?

Mike: I could explain...

Note: Apparently, Suga's story would be longer than expected. I can assure you. It will be worthy. Please do bare with me on the publishing of the next upcoming chapters. Just to give you heads up, I will reveal the inspiration behind each of the 7 boys stories. That will be done after I am done with all 7 stories. Another heads up, there will another bonus story chapter after Suga's . Bonus stories are side stories on the relationship between Snow and the Bulletproof Boyz. It may link to the main story. I will continue writing for this book, no matter how long it will take to end. I hope you all love each and every of my chapters. I will love to hear some comments and gain some motivation to write better. 

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