After hearing an emotional piece while she's slowly losing herself, Seri didn't miss the chance to see the pianist.
Good thing that he's still there, staring at the empty space.
"Hello. I hope you won't mind if I ask you to play the composition again? I caught it from afar and hmm... I just want to hear it, even once more."
He looked up at her with his emotionless eyes, seemingly unaffected. "That will be the last time that I'll be playing the piano."
Her smile suddenly vanished, and her curiosity kicked in. "Why? You have the talent, and I can see that you are very passionate about it."
"What about you talking to a stranger, miss?"
"Stranger? Let me introduce myself then. I'm Yoon Seri."
A man went in his direction and told him about his departure. He took a glance at her small, precious face before leaving her.
Jeong Hyeok felt the lady's misery through her wistful eyes and quickly carved her name in his mind.
"Yoon Seri... What a beautiful name."
