On that particular day, the gentle breeze provided a soothing ambiance. The rustling leaves and the melodious chirping of young birds painted a serene picture in the sky. You found yourself leaning against the window frame, seeking solace in its sturdy support. The warm sunlight caressed your cheek, and the faint sound of a piano resonated from an empty classroom, lulling you into a state of tranquility.

Suddenly, a voice broke through your reverie, its tone soft yet carrying an inexplicable warmth.

"Come out here," Elvis said, still sitting on the piano but having already stopped playing.

The voice seemed to awaken you from your reverie, revealing your rather foolish appearance. A surge of emotions welled up within you, but you found it difficult to articulate them. You had a sneaking suspicion that your presence had been known to him for some time. His composure and calmness surprised you, and you realized that your heart had fallen under his spell.