A few days ago you changed schools because you were bullied at the previous one, so it was a little difficult to make friends at your new school since you were afraid of being judged.

You were walking down the hallway as usual, looking for a secluded place to eat your lunch.

While you were walking, you heard a nice melody, that of a violin, which is your favorite instrument.

You stopped in front of the room where the beautiful melody came from, peeking slightly through the door, looking at a very concentrated boy playing the violin.

You remained silent, simply staring in amazement and much admiration. Although you didn't realize that you were opening the door more and more, so sooner or later you were going to be discovered.