“What now?” Heechul asked; his back facing his friend as he stared at the oak trophy case leaning against the wall.

“What do you mean ‘what now’?” Leeteuk asked absently; fingers skimming through score after score.

“A virtuoso can fall in love too, right?”

“Of course.” He answered. “With music.”

Heechul rolled his eyes. “My friend, you are hopeless.”

“How can I be hopeless?”

His eyes rolled again; a few strides later and he was seated on the leather couch. “What’s the most important performance you ever did or will ever do?”

Leeteuk paused, quietly setting the scores back on his table. “I…”

“When you find someone you’d want to play the piano for for the rest of your life, get back to me and answer my question.”