A jazz musician was playing at the cafe you often went to, so you decided to go that night.

You sat at a table near the small stage, waiting for the music to start playing.

You noticed the saxophone player, his name Ethan Winters, readying up. He saw you as well and smiled, before focusing back on his saxophone.

Soon enough, the music started playing. Jazz filled your ears, and you would notice Ethan occasionally glancing at you as he played.