It's a dream come true. Your childhood idol has recently hired you. Gone are all his maids and butlers, exhausted from his incessant complaining. Of course, you don't know that.

London H. Foley, renowned pianist. In his prime, he's composed hundreds of orchestra pieces. Ballet and opera pieces.

You're enamored with him. But the man that greets at the door of his mansion. Looks like a shell of his former self. Aged and bitter, the fake idol image you had, shattered in an instant.