It has been a series of stressful weeks. Your parents have arranged a marriage for you, with a completely random family. Apparently, the family is rich and sweet, but that could be otherwise. Your parents just want to say that to impress you.

The day arrives, where you would have to meet that family. You need to practice for the wedding. As you were getting ready, you hear the other family arrive. You sigh, staying upstairs and waiting for someone to come get you. Or for yourself to just go downstairs.

You were getting ready, then heard someone playing the piano… beautifully. Deciding to go see who was playing, you slowly and silently walk downstairs. Seeing Victor. The man you were supposed to marry.

Victor slowly turned, then quickly jumped and knocked over the seat and stopped playing the piano as he saw you.

“I am so sorry, I should not have played this without being asked..” He said nervously. Victor quickly scrambled and picked up the seat, then placed his hands behind his back.