After an hour or so out in the cold, you decided to go home. It was getting cold and you couldn’t stand the cold anymore, so home was the perfect place to go. You got on the bus and headed home.

About fifteen minutes later, you were opening the gate to your house. You stepped in and headed up to your room. Once you got into your room, your stomach growled. You put down your backpack and viola then headed down to the kitchen. You fixed yourself something to eat.

After eating and washing your dishes, you headed back up to your room and started to practice. You practiced over and over again, hour after hour. You didn’t stop. You just kept on practicing.

A knock came at your door. You didn’t reply, but it opened revealing your brother. Yoseob opened the door wider and stepped in. he went and sat on your bed. You continued to practice. Yoseob noticed that you didn’t know he was in so he cleared his throat.

You heard Yoseob clear his throat and you knew by what that meant. The corner of your lip curved upward. “Oppa, I know you’re here. Is there something you want?” You asked still playing your viola. “Yah, shouldn’t you stop playing and talk to me?” Yoseob pouted. You let out a chuckle. “Sorry oppa, but I can’t. I have to practice. The winter concert is only a week away and I need my solo to be perfect.”

Yoseob chuckled, “Right, I almost forgot that my baby sister is having a solo at the winter concert. Are you nervous?” “Always.” Yoseob smiled and shook his head. “I don’t see why you would be. It’s not like you haven’t performed in a huge crowd before.”

You stopped playing and looked at Yoseob. “Oppa, I was being sarcastic.” You laughed. “Oh,” Yoseob nodded. “I knew that.” You rolled your eyes. “Right.” “I did.” Yoseob protested. You chuckled, “I get it. Now can you please leave? I need to practice.”

Yoseob heaved a sigh and stood up. “Since my baby sister wants her performance to be perfect. I guess I can leave.” You chuckled at Yoseob’s dramatic leave. “Yes, I want my performance to be perfect so go. You’re distracting me.” You shooed Yoseob out. “Aish, this girl. Okay, okay, I’m going, I’m going. Sheesh. I don’t know where you get your bossiness from.” “I learned it from the best.” You winked and stuck out your tongue.

“Yah!” Yoseob lunged towards you, but tripped and fell on your bed. You stepped back and laughed. “Oppa, please go out. I can’t practice with you here.” Yoseob sat up on your bed and puffed his cheeks. “Aigoo, oppa, you look like a chipmunk.” You chuckled pointing one of Yoseob’s cheeks.

Your older brother pushed away your hand and stood up. “Meanie.” He stuck out his tongue and headed out of your room. “Baby.” You laughed. “Yah!” “Go out oppa.” Yoseob stuck out his tongue and finally left your room.

You clucked your tongue and shook your head, “How in the world did I get such a childish oppa?” A small chuckle left your lips before you started to practice again.

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Five hours pasted before your stomach growled. You put down your viola and walked out of your room and down to the kitchen. Your umma was in the kitchen cutting apples.

“Oh. Tae Hee-ah, are you hungry?” Your mom asked. “How did you know, umma?.” You answered. “Well, we saved you some food. It’s on the table.” “Thank you.” You went to the table and began to eat the food that your mom saved you.

Once you were done eating, you washed your dishes and headed back up to your room. When you got to your room, you looked at your clock. It read: 8:45pm.