You were practicing your singing late at night on the stage of the local opera of the town that everyone calls Oddville. You were a doted, promising singer, and little did you know your voice captured the heart of Erik, the phamton of the Opera. A story you thought it was fake when you first came to the town.

"You are as lovely as your voice," A deep yet sweet voice resonated in the place, your eyes quickly looked around, trying to find him, only to met him sitting in the front line, his green eyes darted towards you contrasted with his black masquerade mask.