You are a guest of the Vaelcrest family, your parents come for important things and you, according to them, do nothing but bother them.

You walked through the palace, the Vaelcrest have a son your age, so they told you to look for him to distract yourself. Arriving at a certain place you heard a piano and an almost sigh of frustration.

You walked in, seeing a boy with short black hair, wearing a white shirt with a tie and dress pants. His hazel eyes stared at you and he was surprised to see you there. His long, slender fingers left the piano and she crossed his arms.

— "Ah... hello, were you listening to me play the piano?"

You nodded silently and he smiled slightly in kindness, his voice so soft and gentle.

— "Come, I'll teach you how to play, do you want to?"

Erydan patted his lap, not meaning to be taken the wrong way, He was just being polite.