CHAPTER -1 \(>o<)ﾉ
[Seoul – A sunny afternoon]
The metal stairwell clanged with every step as Kim Taehyung made his way up
TAEHYUNG
(Balancing a cardboard box with one arm while holding a potted plant in the other)
His hair fell over his forehead, his lips curved in a soft smile despite the summer heat
Behind him, Min Yoongi trailed like a sulky cat, carrying two lighter bags but complaining as if he were moving an entire house
YOONGI
Why do we always move into buildings with no elevator?
TAEHYUNG
(grinning) Because you need the exercise, hyung
YOONGI
The only thing I need is an iced coffee and air conditioning
They reached the third floor, and Taehyung set the box down with a soft thud
The corridor smelled faintly of detergent and fresh flowers
The walls were cream-colored, with wooden doors and neatly arranged potted plants along the railings
Taehyung glanced at their new door number: 302
As he fumbled with the key, something caught his attention
A faint, delicate melody floating in the air
It was gentle at first, like a whisper, then clearer — a piano tune, slow but filled with emotion
TAEHYUNG
Hyung… do you hear that?
YOONGI
(Tilted his head, listening) Hmm… yeah. Someone’s playing the piano
TAEHYUNG
Not just playing… it’s like… they’re speaking through it
YOONGI
(Raised an eyebrow)
YOONGI
You and your poetic nonsense. Come on, we need to unpack
But Taehyung’s curiosity had already taken hold
TAEHYUNG
(Turned toward the sound, following it down the corridor)
The music led him to a half-open door — Apartment 306
Through the narrow gap, he caught sight of a young man sitting at a piano
Sunlight streamed through the window, catching the soft brown strands of his hair. His fingers moved gracefully over the keys, his posture relaxed yet focused. He wasn’t just playing notes — he was feeling them, his whole body swaying ever so slightly with the rhythm
TAEHYUNG
(Leaned against the wall, mesmerized)
TAEHYUNG
(His eyes traced the curve of the man’s jaw, the way his lips parted slightly as if tasting the music)
And then… the playing stopped
The man looked up, his gaze meeting Taehyung’s
JUNGKOOK
(His eyes were deep, sharp, but not unkind)
They seemed to study Taehyung just as carefully. For a brief second, neither of them moved — it was like the air between them had thickened
JUNGKOOK
(Reached forward and slowly closed the door)
TAEHYUNG
(Smile weirdly and leave)
[That evening – TAEGI Apartment]
Boxes were scattered across the living room
Yoongi was already sprawled on the couch
YOONGI
(Sipping an iced Americano)
He’d ordered from the café downstairs
TAEHYUNG
(Sat opposite him, his chin resting on his hand, still thinking about the mysterious pianist)
TAEHYUNG
Hyung… the guy next door… he’s incredible
YOONGI
Incredible as in ‘talented musician’ or ‘handsome neighbor’?
YOONGI
[smirking] Knew it. You’ve already found your neighborhood crush and we haven’t even unpacked
TAEHYUNG
It’s not like that! I just… want to know more about him
YOONGI
[Gave him a knowing look but didn’t press further]
YOONGI
You’ll probably meet him sooner or later. Just… don’t scare him with your over-enthusiasm
[The next morning – Outside the building]
TAEHYUNG
[Stepped out with his guitar case, ready to head to the studio]
The sky was bright, the air crisp
He spotted movement to his left —
JUNGKOOK
[ stepping out of Apartment 306, wearing a black sweatshirt and carrying a bag]
His stride was confident, purposeful
TAEHYUNG
[hesitated, then smiled and waved]
JUNGKOOK
[Simply glanced at him, expression unreadable, and walked past]
It wasn’t cold exactly — more like distant
TAEHYUNG
[Frowned slightly]
TAEHYUNG
💭 Maybe he’s shy… or maybe he just doesn’t like strangers
Yoongi was strumming his guitar while Taehyung adjusted the microphone stand
YOONGI
Still thinking about him?
TAEHYUNG
I’m just… curious, that’s all
YOONGI
Curious enough to stalk his door?
TAEHYUNG
I did not stalk. I just… happened to stand there
YOONGI
[Chuckled, clearly amused]
[Two days later – Apartment corridor]
It was raining outside when Taehyung returned from work
He heard a faint thunk — the sound of something dropping
He saw Jungkook struggling with grocery bags, one slipping to the floor
TAEHYUNG
[Jogged over] Here, let me help you
TAEHYUNG
[He bent down, picking up a packet of apples, and handed it to Jungkook]
JUNGKOOK
[Accepted it but didn’t speak]
JUNGKOOK
[Instead, he gave a small, polite nod]
JUNGKOOK
[ reached into his bag, pulling out a small notepad. On it, he quickly scribbled]
TAEHYUNG
[Blinked] Oh… you don’t talk?
JUNGKOOK
[Shook his head, writing again]
I can’t hear or speak. I’m deaf
Taehyung just stood there. He hadn’t expected it. But instead of pity, what he felt was… fascination
TAEHYUNG
[smiling warmly] Then I’ll just have to learn your language
JUNGKOOK
[Looked at him for a long second — as if deciding whether he was serious — then gave the faintest smile before walking away]
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kookie
nice story' continue it and completed also
2025-08-15
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