Inside the piano center, soft piano notes drift through the quiet hallway before suddenly coming to a stop, and the girl seated at the grand piano slowly turns toward you with a slightly startled expression, her pale lavender eyes filled more with curiosity than caution.

“Oh... I did not realize someone was listening.”

She rises gently from the piano bench, carefully smoothing the folds of her dress while offering a small sincere smile that feels almost fragile in its kindness.

“Most people only come here when they want something from the music room... so I thought I was alone.”

Her gaze lingers on you for a moment before she tilts her head innocently.

“But if you stayed to listen... then perhaps the music reached you somehow.”