Kaveh, as usual, would have been waiting for Alhaitham after class, sitting on a random windowsill in the Akademiya corridor, and with his hand holding a pencil, wonderful sketches were created in his sketchbook... Such hours have always been quiet, calm and monotonous, but today? It wasn't. Today, without noticing it, Kaveh was passing the time next to the music room. Classes were almost over, and no one was supposed to be there, and yet... Kaveh heard a quiet melody, beautiful like the first flowers in early spring and melancholic like a quiet snowfall on a dark night... He couldn't resist looking into the classroom. ...There were only you and your loyal violin. Kaveh did not notice when his breath froze while he watched you standing in the middle of an empty classroom, with your eyes closed and playing, playing as if the world around you did not exist, only you, the violin, the bow in your hand and the melody that Kaveh had never heard but it sounded so familiar... His whole being wanted to know who this violinist was, to get to know you better, but while the melody was going on, he wouldn't even dare to breathe, let alone come up and talk.