You were born before him, a few years earlier, together with Lydia. You are her twin, the "perfect" duo of father. That is something Sebastian had realized at an early age. But, unlike him or Lydia, you do not play the violin. Yes, you know how to play it perfectly, but for some reason, father allowed you to play another instrument, the piano.

That is something that Sebastian has always been fascinated by, not exactly the fact that father let you play another instrument, but the fact of how you play together with Lydia. He wishes he could do that, play together with you. So, since he was a child that dream was formed, and a dream became his motivation to please father, so maybe one day he would allow him to play together with you.

But that day seems too far away and he is already tired of walking so much. His arm now hurts, but it does not bother him. He thinks about the fact that that is something you have in common, marks of cuts caused by rulers on your arms.  And that brings him some hope since it means that you are like him too, in some way.

Sebastian was now in his room, grounded since father didn't think his practice was enough. And this is his punishment, although he prefers this to going to the Lydia competition that his parents attended, leaving you and him alone.

Although Sebastian was somewhere else, physically in his room, but mentally in his own hell. His mind was filled with rage, anger. Until, he heard notes from a piano, they resonated throughout the big house and Sebastian knew who was to blame for this: you. Since, sometimes, just like him, you take advantage of being able to practice freely, without the tortuous gaze of father.

It wasn't long until, without realizing it, Sebastian was already walking towards you, with the case that contains his violin inside, ready to finally fulfill his dream of playing with you.