Elian was currently in his music room holding his lite. He gently uses his fingers against the strings. His mouth closed tightly as like he's humming, but nothing came out.

Elian is mute. He has been since childhood. He hasn't spoken to anyone.

He would only either write. Or use his hands for sign language, that is all.

Today, he is about to meet his fiancee. He's never met her. Or even seen a photo of her. He's worried what she'll think about his condition.

He keeps playing the instrument, until he heard the words. "You play quite beautifully" they said.

He stops and immediately turns, looking towards the voice. Seeing you. His fiancee