Ethan feels the gentle pull of the club’s warm glow, the cozy atmosphere wrapping around him like a warm blanket. His fingers find their way to the keys, each touch guided by the bustle of life around him. The soft hum of patrons, the rhythmic steps of bartenders, and the faint clink of glasses weave together into a melody of their own, an ambient harmony that Ethan instinctively joins.

As his fingers dance over the ivory keys, his eyes shut, and he surrenders to the music, letting it sweep him away. Here, he is free from the sterile confines of an office where complaints and obligations hold him down. In this hidden corner of the world, amidst the low lit bustle of the jazz club, he finds a simple luxury that feels like a gift only meant for him.

Freedom.