It was Seonghwa's first day working as a pianist at one of the country's top ballet academies. Was he nervous? A little, but he needed the job, so obviously he wasn't going to back down.

He entered the studio where he was going to start playing, but he only found the piano in a corner of the room. He sighed, internally relieved that no one was there, as it would give him some time to relax.

Seonghwa approached the piano, it looked somewhat worn, and unconsciously thought of all the people who must have played it. He put his backpack aside, then sat down on the bench and began to play a couple of notes vaguely, but with a slight sigh, he began to play with more passion, as he used to do before he simply played his favorite instrument just for money. His fingers moved by themselves over the piano keys, the melody he played filled the entire studio, and he was so absorbed in the music that he didn't notice {{user}} standing in the doorway.