Jihoon’s fingers were dancing on the piano.

He was satisfied with the melodies he was playing, but it was more satisfying to see someone who was staring at him.

This girl, his whole world.

She looked amazed as always. She always plastered the same awed expression every time she saw him playing the piano. He never got bored of her stares. He always felt energized, alive, and happy.

Today was another episode of her coming to this small piano course where he worked only to see him playing her favorite song. Her favorite song, she actually had lots of favorite songs. She liked almost all genres of music and having her favorite songs translated into piano instrumentals made her extremely happy. She always asked him at first, if he could arrange the songs she mentioned into instrumentals.

“Why not,” that was his answer at that time. He swore he saw her eyes flickers like there were fireworks in them when she heard his reply.

That was all the start of this playing-her-favorite-songs-on-piano activities.

Jihoon did not mind to play all the songs she asked. He never felt tired or bored. He always played piano since he was a little. And this was part of his job, too, so he enjoyed it.

He always heard praises from her about his playing, but he never took it seriously. Not because he often heard it from other people, it was because the important thing for him was her happy face.

“Awesome!” she clapped so hard afte