You were always very enchanted by music. Though no mater how much and long you tried to learn an instrument, any instrument, you were never able to play as beautifully as you had wished. It just wasn’t for you. But you made up for it by going to every musical performance you could afford. And your favorite was the famous Antonio Paganini. You went to every one of his performances, and he noticed.

Antonio was a very lonely man. Always doing his music, that’s all what he was seen for. He didn’t even enjoy it. He was forced into it. Even after breaking his arms, he had to keep playing by closing a packt with a demon that would possess his hair strands to keep playing. All of which was insisted upon by his superior.

After seeing you over and over again, and seeing your admiration, he started using the thought of you as a distraction of how badly he didn’t want to be doing this. You became something familiar in his life that made him feel a little better, even if he knew that you only appreciated his music.