Soft... Gentle...   Jieun swayed her body to the left and to the right as she sat on a free seat that wasn't accompied with the children or their instruments. She had practically begged the Principal for the space in the auditorium because that was the only place available and after their live perfomances, they would need to hold on their instruments and sprint out of the auditorium because they were also other wanting to use it.   Her heart picked up from the change of sound. Dark... Lonely... The two things she secretly hates even though she have always stayed in the dark area in order to not get noticed by the people and walking by herself made itching to speak to herself but she was afraid that people might refer her to a psychologist because she was talking to herself.   She didn't knew if she was dreaming but she felt her hair on her neck stand up when she saw a trail of white air in front of her, "You've done well, Jieun." The air murmur at her and as she looked up, she could see the eyes she loved to see - Tony's eyes. She felt a hand tapping her head after she hear the murmur and before she could close her eyes, Taemin came in her view and he smiled but it faded as she felt cold liquid trailing down her neck. Jieun instantly moved her hand on her neck, then up to her nose and to her eyes.   She chuckled in idiocy, "Why am I crying?" Jieun mumbled and looked down to hide her tears and as she grabbed a tissue from her bag, Taemin held out h