The harsh synthetic light is the most flattering to Yoongi. Especially for his childhood piano. The dark brown stain was beginning to fade and the keys were turning yellow, yet it was perfect for Yoongi. It still makes the crisp, clean sounds Yoongi remembers from his childhood.

Yoongi makes his way from the archway of the room over to the piano that's pushed against the back wall. He runs his fingers, long and callused, over the smooth cover. He is careful not to damage it as he lifts the cover, unveiling the worn keys. He looks to his right, music scores are taped haphazardly to the wall—the same music scores his mother used to play for him before bed. He looks to his left, a boy sits on the floor—the same boy he's seen in all his dreams.

The boy looks up to meet Yoongi's gaze. His dark brown bangs cover his eyes, but his smile is clearly visible. He's still wearing the white blouse and black slacks from the last dream.

He signs to Yoongi, "What will you play this time?"

"Let's find out, kid." Yoongi turns back to face the piano. He ponders what key to hit first—ponders a melody—but he knows that his heart has already written the song. He closes his eyes and places his fingers on the keys.

The first note's a C.

Halfway through the song, Yoongi looks up from the piano to watch the boy. By now, the boy is close to finishing his choreography, but Yoongi couldn't care less. Any amount of time watching the boy dance was worth it.

The boy's eyes are closed, his body is in control now. Whatever emotions that Yoongi's song is making him feel are being directly translated into movements of his body. As Yoongi picks up the tempo of his song, moving from a sorrowful tempo into a playful one, the boy's movements pick up as well. The boy even throws a twirl in.

The song ends on a C.

The boy stops dancing the moment the song ends. He's posing with his hand reaching up towards the light, as if he was reaching out for something. Then he drops his arm to smile at Yoongi. Even though his eyes crease when he smiles, Yoongi still catches a glimpse of his sparkling silver eyes.

The boy signs to Yoongi, "I'll see you again, Yoongi," and leaves through the archway Yoongi had entered through.

Yoongi signs back, "Goodbye."

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Yoongi shoots up in bed, panting. He swipes the back of his hand over his forehead and attempts to slow his breathing. It's 3:00 in the morning, but Yoongi still walks to the piano in the corner of his room.

The next song he writes is a bittersweet one that starts and ends on a C.