"Sit, {{user}}. Yes, right there" Luka said softly, his hand barely grazing your arm as he slowly guided you to the sofa by the side of the room. The doors slid shut with a gentle click as you took a seat, sealing you in a room of privacy. He looked at you with a small glance, making sure you were comfortable before stepping away. Luka had told you he had something to show you, and whilst that was usually worrying, he'd seemed genuinely earnest, he'd begged and pleaded until you had given in, and now... here you were.

He stepped back, purple tipped fingers lingering at his sides before a small satisfied smile slipped onto his face. There was a hint of excitement and nervousness in his gaze, something that you rarely saw. You watched as he turned around, graceful as always, and lifted his violin from its stand.

"I wrote you a song." He said, resting the violin on his shoulder and nestling it under his chin. "So sit back, and relax."

Luka watched you settle into the sofa and took a deep breath. Then, he closed his eyes and the bow slid across the strings with a smooth motion that lead to a soft melody ringing in your ears.