⊱Ne perds pas ton temps⊰

Don't waste your time

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A young boy.

Eyes filled with love and stars. Small fingers gliding through the piano keys, making the most beautiful of sounds. I was content watching him work hard to hone his skills. How he had so much love for music.

"Yoongi."

A woman who seemed to be his mother walked into his room, making him stop.

"Why do you keep spending your days on that piano?" Her tone sounded annoyed. Exasperated, even.

He smiled bashfully. "I just feel so nice, mom... I-I want to be a musician... I'm working really hard."

She crossed her arms. "You're working hard?"

He nodded quickly.

She sighed. "Okay... Let's say you become a pianist, then what? Will you be successful?"

His eyes flitted between hers, confused and seeking answers.

"Just because you work hard doesn't mean you'll be successful. You won't make it. Do you understand? You won't make money and you'll suffer."

"But... mom-"

"I'm telling you to stop! It's time you understand that empty dreams don't pay your bills, Yoongi! Be realistic and stop wasting time on that thing!"

He trembled and tears started running down his face. "But... I love... piano..."

"No one needs that love. Throw it away."

Everything blurred out and I opened my eyes to the blue hues of the morning. A similar color to my dream. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes. Tears were welling up.

"What kind of a weird dream...?"

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I held my hands tighter to try to stop them from shaking.

"Bloom, this is the third time your marketing campaign has failed..."

"I'm so sorry, chief." I bit my lips and gulped down the nausea. "It was unforeseen and... I apologize deeply."

"I was counting on you because you were working so hard but at this point you're just throwing away our budget into the air." She clicked her tongue and shook her head. The others were so silent, listening to our conversation. "The director called for you in his office. You should go."

My heart dropped.

No matter how hard I worked, there were things I could not control. I made estimates and forecasts but the market changed so dramatically that I had nothing I could do. Still, added that my previous efforts failed, it was obvious that I would be blamed.

I knocked on the director's office door and walked in to stand before him with my head hanging down. I wanted to disappear.

"Bloom. The failure of your campaign is a very serious matter."

My chest was squeezing in pain and I wanted break down.

"Because of you, our company is suffering a great deal. Our income is falling while the expenses are through the roof. Our competitors are successful..."

His words mingled into noises that pounded into my brain. The ground was wobbling and breathing was arduous.

"How long have you been working here? Long enough to be mindful of mistakes, no?" He huffed in disbelief. "The other manager in your department, Jay is it? He has been bringing up innovative ideas on marketing strategies. He started working here some time after you. Why don't you learn from your coworkers?"

Jay... Just when I was beginning to think he was a good guy... He made me look like trash next to him. Garden variety.

"It's all my fault." I bowed. "I deeply apologize. I will never make the same mistakes again."

He sighed heavily and flicked his wrist. "You better not, Bloom. I hope it wasn't a mistake recruiting you because we saw potential in you."

Tears blurred my vision.

"Go back now."

As I headed back, I harshly wiped my eyes with my sleeves. It was not like me to cry so much lately.

I was trying.

I was trying so much.

"Hey. Are you okay?"

Someone grabbed my arm and I looked up to find Jay staring at me in concern with furrowed eyebrows. He looked scarier like that but whatever. I did not like him and he was worried for me?

"Leave me alone."

I tugged my arm and walked away, filled with bitterness.

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Jay when she basically said f*** off:

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