You played a soothing melody on your guitar. Your fingers touching the strings softly as you sang. You felt so at peace in the empty music room. The sun shining and the warm summer breeze coming inside the room by the open windows, the curtains loose. It was perfect.

You were so lost in your own world to notice someone's footsteps. He stood in the doorway as he stared at you. "What are you singing?" His voice made you snap out of your own little bubble.