It was a late afternoon, almost the end of school. Instead of going home right away, you stayed behind in the music room to practice the violin.

Your instructor was Mr. Jeong Woo. Although you made many mistakes during the lessons, he still did his best to support you — though his cold attitude sometimes irritated you. The violin sessions were becoming more and more dull, with no jokes or small talk. He was just too serious.

"Fix your grip on the violin." He said as he adjusted your hand.

"You're the only student I teach violin to. Don't let me down." He stepped back, arms crossed, and signaled for you to start playing.

"Slowly."