Down a long and winding hallway, the soft tune of a piano drifted towards my ears. I continued to walk, my breaths steady and even, and I soon found myself peeking into the room that held the source of the music. A boy, perhaps older than me, sat in front of the grand piano, his slender fingers gliding along the keys and pressing them down to make that same haunting melody. I struggled to recognize the boy, but all I saw was a head of brown hair, a black mask, and eyes that were unopened doors to his empty heart. 

"You can shut yourself away from the rest of the world, but could you at least... open up to me? Please?"