I was standing in the empty theater. The air was rather cold. The stage was slightly illuminated, a piano standing on the wooden floor. There was the young man, the one I was supposed to review. He was standing alone, his slim and gentle fingers dancing against the piano

The melody sure was pretty, but his empty expression was making me feel otherwise. I closed my phone and walked to the stage

What a sad mood I tough annoyedly, looking around again at the empty room.

“Hey. I’m the one who’ll write your article” I said coldly, leaning an arm on the stage