Lin was someone who thought everything happened for a reason. That fate had everything well carved out for each and every person uniquely. Whatever Lin did was genuine, every compliment, every insult, every no, every yes, every frown and every smile...until he saw her.
Her, whom sings his compositions perfectly. Her, whom reads with him on the stage. Her, whom can beatbox. Her, whom can make him laugh. But before all this...
He saw her name, and her picture in the playbill. Sitting under the Natasha and Pierre tent he smiled at the women he didn't know, never met, never spoken to, never really seen in real life...made him smile, for no reason.