Chapter 4

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I feel so uncomfortable. But not in a negative way. I am alone in a room with my favourite group of idols. Of course I would feel uncomfortable and conscious of myself. XD

I grinned at them awkwardly. It seems like they were waiting for something. They were all looking at me.

“Come on,” Jinyoung suddenly said. “Bring out your guitar.”

He seemed so excited about this. (>///<)

“Huh?” I muttered in confusement.

Why is Jinyoung asking me to bring out my guitar? Why does it seem like they are waiting for me to do something?

“You’re going to show us how you play, right?” (your bias) said.

Oh! Ah! Right! I almost forgot about it! This is the whole point why I’m here. I caught their attention by being crazy fighting for their concert standee. Then I boasted in front of them without knowing that they are B1A4 and the one I’m talking to is their manager! (>___<)

Yes! But only a few songs. But I like to know the chords of all their songs. Do you want me to show you?

I want to slap myself so hard while these words flashback in my mind.

Seriously?! I said that?! What did I get myself into??!

But if it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t be here, right? (>.<)

“R—Ri—Right…!” I told them.

They grinned and I could see how excited they are.

I removed my guitar from my back and I started to unzip its bag.

“Let me help you,” Jinyoung stood up from the bed and assisted me in getting my guitar.

I blushed at this gesture that I was unable to say any words. I just smiled at him.

Jinyoung was the one who pulled out my guitar. Being the one who can play the guitar well, he examined my guitar once he got it.

Sandeul gave me a high chair for me to sit on.

“This is a good guitar!” Jinyoung exclaimed.

My guitar is an acoustic guitar with a pick-up. Its brand is Yamaha. And I didn’t know we could afford this guitar! Hahaha. Well, this is a gift from my dad when we were still in our glory days.

“Since when do you have this?” Jinyoung asked.

“Uhm…” I muttered softly, surprised by his questions. I didn’t know he would be intrigued, or is he? “Since I was on 5th grade. 2005? It was my dad’s gift to me on my 11th birthday.”

I grinned at him when he gave my guitar to me when he was finished scanning it. I also sat on the high chair with Sandeul assisting me to sit on it. (>///<)

“So you were playing guitar since 11 years old?” (your bias) curiously asked. “How old are you now?”

I wonder how long I could contain this… XD

“Y—Yes, I learned playing the guitar as soon as it was given to me. And I’m 19 years old,” I answered.

“You’re close to our age!” (your bias) said.

“Y—Yeah…” I blushed.

Then they just laughed. Then an awkward silence began… Again, they were just looking at me. I’m not so sure about what I’ll do anymore.

“Go on,” (your bias) said. “Play something~”

He really looks excited. Haha! XD

“Uhm…” I mumbled.

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