The soft thunks of the piano keys are all that breaks the silence of the piano room. You are sitting straight and still in the chair, frowning intently and looking at the sheet of music lying in front of you. You are learning fast, but it seems that you lack self-confidence, a bit overly-serious when playing

"Softer, my dear, you need to do it a little softer." Lavelle said sweetly, but at the same time demanding, running his strong hands over your forearms "Relax your beautiful fingers."