Come Back Home { Extended Version }

My fingertips caressed the cold piano keys, playing only the saddest tunes.  My body was focused on the piano, but my mind was elsewhere.  I have this weird feeling deep within my heart that I can’t quite place and it’s driving me insane.

                I miss Haru and Luna so much.  I only get to see them whenever I have no classes or if I manage to have at least forty five minutes of free time.  My schedule is hectic and I’m bombarded with homework that will leave me awake until four in the morning, only to wake up three hours later to get ready and go to school.

                I miss high school.  I miss seeing faces that would brighten up my day in an instant and being held in those strong arms that promised me security and love.  Now, I see faces that blur out my mind and there’s no warmth around me.  I’ve achieved my dream of finally being able to get admitted into one of the SKY universities while hiding the fact that I’m a mother.  They would have never admitted me if they knew I got pregnant during my last year of school.  My principal was sympathetic enough to grant this wish of mine and I’ll forever be in his debt—if he’s still alive by then.

                I admit I do enjoy studying here.  I get to study the courses I want to perfect my future career without having to take useless classes like Calculus and Physics again.  Those classes were fun, but they served no use for me.  Maybe if I were a Chemist then they’ll come in handy, but I can’t science worth shit.

                Science worth shit?  That totally makes sense.

                Even though I do enjoy it here, I can’t help but long for Baekhyun twenty four hours a day, seven days a week.  We’ve been distant since he became a trainee and communication is practically non-existent between us.

                I miss you Byun Baek Hyun, but I can’t put myself and our children before your career right?  I’ve always wanted you to achieve this dream and now you are.  I couldn’t be there for your debut, but I watched it on TV and you were amazing. 

                But when I sent you a text and managed to call you, you never responded. 

                A frown settled on my face and I continued playing yet another sad melody.  Baekhyun and I honestly haven’t talked in…a long time.  I lost track of time being surrounded by work and catching up on sleep.  I’m doing homework right now and I should have finished at least fifteen minutes ago so I can start on my art project, but I guess I lost track of time.

                As I continued playing the piano mindlessly, the door to my music room opened and someone stepped inside. Turning my head, I met wide eyes and an alarmed face.  I giggled as he stumbled back, surprised to see me.

                “O-oh I’m sorry, big sister!” He apologized hastily, bowing deeply multiple times. “I didn’t realize this room was taken! I-I-I’ll go right now—“

                “Calm down, it is okay,” I laughed, taking in his appearance. His face was beet red and his lips were quivering slightly.

                “I’m sorry,” he apologized again, regret crossing his face.  I tilted my head and grinned.  He reminded me of a lost puppy.

                “What’s your name?” I asked.  His eyes went slightly wide and met mine.  This boy looked really uncomfortable and a little out of place, but this amused me.  Everyone here acted like they owned this university and it annoyed me to be honest.

                “M-my name?” He repeated my question nervously.

                I nodded, “Yes, your name.”

                “M-my name? My name, my name,” he fiddled with his fingers and a small bubble of laughter escaped my lips.  My laughter made him look back up at me again and a small smile formed on his handsome puppy-like face.

                “I’m Jung Daehyun,” he introduced himself with a broad smile on his face.  He took another step into the room and then proceeding to walking right up to me, bowing and extending his hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”

                I stayed in my spot, bowing slightly and reaching for his hand.  Upon grabbing it, we both gave each other a firm handshake and I smiled at him, “I’m Song Dara, and it’s a pleasure to meet you as well.”

                “Dara? That’s a pretty name.”

                Another smile formed on my face and I felt time freeze around me.  I haven’t smiled like this in such a long time.  It was a nice feeling and some stranger I just met managed to form it on my face.  I watched him take a seat next to me, staring at my fingers caressing the cold keys.

                “What are you playing?”

                WOOOOOOOOAH

                If you actually came here to my blog, GOOD FOR YOU.  I hope this gives you a good hint on what is going to come up next.  

                A SEQUEL.

                YES.

                I lied at the last chapter.  :3 I have no regrets.    

                Tsk, tsk, tsk, BaekSong in jeopardy. Baekhyun, you have to do something! D:  TALK TO DARA. You should know her better than everyone else. ;~;

                Or is there some sort of reason behind this? :3

                We’ll find out in the sequel

                FINALLY HOME.

{ Requesting book cover makers while I'm still in the process of figuring this out. }

                { As you wait, please go ahead and take a look at my character pages when they’re up! You’ll know everything about the characters from my stories that I have FINISHED.  So it’ll only be Please Smile & Come Back Home, but I sort of bs’d Please Smile. Not much character development tbh. }

                Thanks everyone!          

-Lilly