Hello! I'm new to winglin. This is my first story. I hope you enjoy it. This story just came to mind and I wanted to see what others thought of it. Please feel free to comment.

SUMMARY
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Lee Jae Eun 20 years old, final year accounting student at Seoul University. Seems cold and unfriendly but its just because she is afraid that history might repeat herself. She was never interested in business, she always had a passion for something else. However, an accident occurred and ...

INTRO
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Currently, my life is horrible for 3 reasons.

1.I’m a final year accounting student at Seoul University who got an internship at SM Entertainment. One would think that I’m the luckiest person in the world but that is so not true. I just wanted to be able to earn some extra money and experience at a nice quiet company like the rest of my classmates. But no. My teacher had to choose me because she thought that I was the only girl who could keep my cool and not go crazy. I couldn’t care less about it. I would have preferred if she had sent me to Ernst and Young instead but no they wanted males. Those ist people. After it got out where I was working, I got many new ‘friends’ who just wanted me to get their autographs. It’s not like I will ever meet anyone.

2.I made a total fool out of myself because the security guard though I was some fan who was trying to get in. I argued with him for like half an hour which caused me to be late and I was probably zeroed in by all the fans outside. I have a feeling I would be receiving threat letters soon. And later they tell me there is a back door for staff which I was supposed to use.

3.Now I am totally lost finding the photocopy room. Its already nine at night and the building is practically empty and dark. I just want to go home and take a nice warm relaxing bath, forget all about today and sleep.

I’m not even sure if I can find my way back. I couldn’t really see anything since the lights were off. I only had the light of the moon to guide me.

As I walked, I noticed a large pair of glass doors. I walked closer and the plate on the door read “RECORDING ROOM 3”.

I just peeked inside curious. This was probably a chance I wouldn’t get again. There was another room within the room. I saw the sound board and on its left was the door to the smaller room where the people sang and music was played.

I slowly opened the door and saw the instruments around the room. There was a piano, several guitars and there in the other corner stood a pure white violin. When my eyes came across I could feel shivers going down my spine. I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins. I dropped whatever I was holding and I unconsciously reached out to grab it. Before I even realised what I was doing the violin was already in its proper position. I could felt the strings under my fingers, the bow ready to be pulled.

What could go wrong?

My favourite song just came into my mind. I closed my eyes and my fingers just moved on their own.

Note by note, the song Ave Maria just flowed out.

It felt so good. I’d missed this feeling. All those emotions I had piled up over the years just came back.

Suddenly, a pain ripped through my left arm causing me to drop the bow. I fell to my knees at the same time dropping the violin in my left hand. I could feel my left arm trembling. I quickly took my right hand and held it hoping that it would stop.

I didn’t know how long I was in that position but it felt like it had been hours before the pain slowly started to subside. But, the trembling didn’t stop.

The next thing I knew, there was someone standing in front of me. I looked up to see a male with shoulder long hair. It was too dark to see his features. He had his stretched out his arm asking “Are you alright?”

Suddenly, I realised what I had done. What I was doing. I quickly picked up the violin and it into his hands and ran out of the room. Somehow I’d managed to find my way back to the accounting department.

I knew I shouldn’t leave what I had to do till tomorrow but I just had to leave. I couldn’t stay. I just needed to get away.

As I sat on the bus, I thought about what I had done. I told myself that I couldn’t let it happen again. The pain and the feeling of being thrown away, I couldn’t bear it again.

-Mystery Guy POV-

I just came to get some music sheets that I left in the room. I didn’t expect this. Here I am standing in the middle of the recording studio holding a violin that had been pushed into my hands. I wonder how she even got in.

But the music that girl played. It was beautiful. I could feel myself being pulled in. It felt like I was in whole other world.

But she suddenly stopped and dropped to her knees. She looked like she was in pain. I wonder if she is alright. I could only remember her sorrowful and scared chocolate brown eyes as she stared at me.

I wish I could hear more. I didn’t even get her name.

I quickly put the violin back in its place and left the room. But as I turned towards the door my foot came into contact with something small. I bent down and examined the item. It was a white mobile phone. Next to it was a piece of paper which had some numbers on it. It looked like some accounting statement.

Right at the bottom it read “Report done by Lee Jae Eun, 8.34pm”.

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