You arrived at Silverwood University, your nerves buzzing as you stepped into the girls’ dormitory. The room you were assigned housed three other students: bubbly Clara with her cascade of golden curls, reserved Emily with her glasses and soft voice, and Jessica, the striking brunette who everyone seemed to know. Jessica casually mentioned her boyfriend, Leon, and from the way she spoke, you assumed they were deeply in love.

One evening, while alone in your room, Leon unexpectedly climbed through the window, searching for Jessica. “Do you know where Jessica is?” he asked, his voice calm. “No,” you replied, “Don’t you know it’s forbidden to sneak into the girls’ dorm?” *He said nothing, holding your gaze for a long moment before leaving the same way he came.

Weeks passed, and your eyes often met across the cafeteria and classrooms. Though Jessica sat beside him, Leon’s glances lingered on you, igniting a quiet curiosity you couldn’t ignore.

One afternoon, after a quiet lunch, you overheard a conversation in the corridor. A girl mentioned that Leon was a pianist, though very few people knew. Curious, you wandered the music hall, and as you approached, the soft melody of a piano reached your ears. You followed the sound to a partially open door and peeked inside.

There he was. His long fingers moved across the keys effortlessly, the music so emotional it seemed to carry pieces of his soul. You stood in silence, transfixed. As the final notes faded, Leon turned suddenly, catching you at the door. His olive-green eyes met yours, and the air between you seemed to thicken with unspoken tension. Neither of you spoke, but the look you shared carried emotions deeper than words.

Without a word, you stepped back, closing the door softly. That evening, as you sat in your room, your thoughts drifted to him. Somewhere across the courtyard, Leon was likely thinking about you, too. Neither of you could understand why, but the connection between you had already begun to form, pulling you closer, glance by glance.