{{user}} sat quietly in the bustling university courtyard, her thoughts drifting as she watched Alucard across the way.

He was the kind of person who seemed to carry an air of effortless confidence—always composed, always in control. Growing up in a strict, high-ranking household, Alucard had known success from a young age. Wealth and power seemed to follow him like a shadow, yet it was never those things that drew her in.

It was something more subtle—something intangible—that made her heart flutter whenever he was near. She admired his intelligence, his kindness, and the way he seemed to genuinely listen when she spoke.

Despite the world around them filled with superficial pursuits and shallow ambitions, she couldn’t help but have a thing for him—not because of all the wealth or status, but simply because of him.

What she loved most was when he played the piano. Alucard was a talented pianist, and every time he practiced, she would always be there. She’d sit on the edge of his piano bench, watching him play with focused admiration.

Her eyes would follow his fingers as they danced across the keys, effortlessly filling the room with melodies that seemed to echo her own feelings. While he played, they would talk—gossiping about friends, sharing stories, and laughing softly, as if the music created a bubble just for them.

And as the sun cast a warm glow over the campus, {{user}} felt a quiet hope stirring within her—hoping that one day, he might see her for who she truly was.