The second time Siyeon woke up was before dinner again, and this time she woke up because of something that came from the room not too far away from the room she had slept in. Sleepily, Siyeon opened the door and walked towards the room, which lied next to Baekhyun's room directly. The door was not properly closed and Siyeon tried to peek into the room behind it. She saw not much though and that's why she decided to listen to the melody only.

It was a sad, heartbreaking melody, telling the story of a tragic love story between two people. The music suddenly stopped, abruptly and harsh. As the door opened, Siyeon flinched back a bit, more out of surprise than everything else. “You could have come in, you know.” Chanyeol muttered, his arms crossed, his brow slightly cocked. “Oh, I didn't know that this is your room.” His expression changed to a big smile and he stepped back, pulling the door a bit more open. “Come on in.”

Siyeon didn't hesitated to step in since she was very curious about Chanyeol's room. Much to her surprise, it was quite tidy, only a few pieces of clothes lying around here and there. Unlike Baekhyun's room, Chanyeol only had one room, but nevertheless it was extremely spacey. There were a lot of candles, some of them were already enlightened, some not. A guitar stood right next to the bed and the piano stood on the opposite site of the bed quite close to the wall.

The walls were painted in a warm terracotta color; the one side of the wall – the one which faced the outer wall – was one huge, big one window, which was partly hidden behind a curtain though. “This is so completely different from Baekhyun's,” Siyeon whispered as she felt Chanyeol's presence in her back. Slowly, she bent her head back while Chanyeol bent his head forward a bit. His eyes showed his curiosity but there was something else that dwelled deep inside him. His power, it was his power, hot and burning so that it was clearly visible in his eyes.

It felt like Siyeon's body was on fire, but it didn't hurt her. It was just warm and friendly, alluring and hypnotizing. No one of the two knew for how long they stared at each other but as Chanyeol blinked, Siyeon seemed to snap out of her bedazzled state. “Do you want to sit?” he suddenly asked and Siyeon nodded. “Sit down over there. I don't have many chairs.” There was a slight sorry in Chanyeol's voice but Siyeon was completely fine by sitting on the bed. “For how long do you play the piano already?”

Always had Siyeon envied people who could play instruments since she never had the chance to learn a single one. Strangely, she loved the piano the most. More than once she, her mother and her father had stopped at piano stores only because Siyeon had wanted to tak