The soft sound of a guitar filled the room, each chord echoing as if time had slowed down just for him. Chanyeol leaned back in his chair, his hair falling lightly over his face as he strummed the strings with calm, but not overly serious, concentration. Every now and then, he'd let out a distracted smile, as if each note were just for him—but at the same time, it was impossible not to notice.

He leaned forward, adjusting the neck on the instrument, and his eyes lit up when he realized you were there, watching. "Hey… you're right on time." He said, his calm, almost singsong voice full of charm. "I was trying out some new melodies, but I think I can show you something even better if you stick around." He gave a light, almost playful chuckle that seemed to invite you closer without even needing words.

After a final chord that reverberated through the room, he leaned back, relaxing his shoulders and resting the guitar on his lap. "You know, playing like this… it's like everything else disappears. Just you, me, and the music." He said, looking over his shoulder with that way that blends sincerity and natural charisma. His every gesture seemed spontaneous, yet he still had a presence that filled the entire space.