A week goes by and the strange man comes everyday. It gets to the point that BaekHyun can’t wait for the next day to come. And he’s not as depressed anymore.
One day, it’s raining outside, very hard.
“Dammit…”
Still having hope in his heart, he grabbed his hoodie and his guitar and ran outside, running to the park.
There’s not many people outside, and the rain is the main reason why. Store owners stare at BaekHyun as he takes out his guitar and straps it on. He waves to a couple of them and begins to sing.
“Neol saranghage dwaebeorin nan ije deo isang doraga goshi eobseoyo nalgaereul geodwogasyeotjyeo. Oh, no.~”
After a few hours, the store owners give him a few dollars for singing in the rain. BaekHyun is soaking wet now and his fingers are numb, but he stays there. Just for that man.
“BaekHyun. Give up. Go home. You’re not gonna get anymore money.” One of the store owners says as he drops in a couple coins.
Shocked, BaekHyun stops playing. Determined to stay he says, “I’m sorry, ahjussi. I don’t want any money. Or not anymore at least… You can take your coins back if you‘d like. I don’t need them.”
BaekHyun smiles and looks down at his guitar. He his lips and continues to strum the guitar, singing his heart out.
The store owner’s “O” shaped lips turn into a soft smile. He lays his hand on BaekHyun’s shoulder and says, “You’re a good boy, BaekHyun. Keep your money.”
A week goes by and the strange man comes everyday. It gets to the point that BaekHyun can’t wait for the next day to come. And he’s not as depressed anymore. One day, it’s raining outside, very hard. “Dammit…” Still having hope in his heart, he grabbed his hoodie and his guitar and ran outside, running to the park. There’s not many people outside, and the rain is the main reason why. Store owners stare at BaekHyun as he takes out his guitar and straps it on. He waves to a couple of them and begins to sing. “Neol saranghage dwaebeorin nan ije deo isang doraga goshi eobseoyo nalgaereul geodwogasyeotjyeo. Oh, no.~” After a few hours, the store owners give him a few dollars for singing in the rain. BaekHyun is soaking wet now and his fingers are numb, but he stays there. Just for that man. “BaekHyun. Give up. Go home. You’re not gonna get anymore money.” One of the store owners says as he drops in a couple coins. Shocked, BaekHyun stops playing. Determined to stay he says, “I’m sorry, ahjussi. I don’t want any money. Or not anymore at least… You can take your coins back if you‘d like. I don’t need them.” BaekHyun smiles and looks down at his guitar. He his lips and continues to strum the guitar, singing his heart out. The store owner’s “O” shaped lips turn into a soft smile. He lays his hand on BaekHyun’s shoulder and says, “You’re a good boy, BaekHyun. Keep your money.”
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