“No, no. Like this.”

Sean took your hands in his and began to guide your fingers across the black and white ivory keys of the piano, not minding how close he was to you.

He never expected you to intrigue him in this odd, strange, yet captivating way, despite only seeing or talking to you during your piano lessons with him. He would have never gotten so close to you if you didn’t.

He wanted to understand why you made him feel like this, was it simply infatuation or something else?