***music for this chapter--->https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RG7rx3BO6JY--***   XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX   “Hey, have you heard of the story of the violinist from Hell?”   “I have! That man they say was the most beautiful…but no one could really say how he looks like…or describe the music he plays…”   “Some even say the people who try to find him all fall victims to his hands! It’s so scary!”   “And everyone who ever heard him play all died! No one ever survived!”   “I wonder if he chooses the people he takes to hell with him…”   “Or how he knows who to take…”   The two students talking stopped as a tray of their ordered food was placed on their table, interrupting their conversation. They looked up as their blond waiter placed the parfaits in front of them ready to be consumed. He bowed politely after that, preparing to go back to the kitchens.   “Sungmin oppa’s so pretty isn’t he?” one of the girls talking whispered to her friend, taking a scoop of her ice cream. “But he’s always cold and quiet, it’s so mysterious”    Her friend agreed, also starting on her food. “And I’ve never seen him outside the shop, and he never answers when we ask him how old he is either” they frowned, staring after the said man. Sungmin was fixing another dessert by the counter, completely oblivious to the two girls’ gazes.   “Hey, haven’t we seen him once carrying a violin case?”   The girl’s companion nodded, also remembering “I wonder if it’s his though, we’ve never actually heard him play before…right?” she stared at her friend. Their eyes met, suddenly curious. “Sungmin oppa…plays?”   Meanwhile, Sungmin was delivering another order at the next table. He almost toppled the sundae though when the manager and owner of the café shop suddenly put his arms around him. He looked at him plainly as the man grinned. “Excellent work as always Min! Though I forgot to say we’ll be closing down early today so that’s going to be the last order…clean up the kitchen next, okay?”    If Sungmin ever wondered why, he didn’t voice it out. Instead he nodded and bowed slightly “Yes, hyung” he said in an emotionless voice, before moving to do as he was told. Yunho stared after him, shaking his head slightly. When he passed the sliding doors into the kitchen he called after him.   “Then later on we can jam to some music with my violin, alright?”    Sungmin stared at him, but didn’t say anything. Yunho smiled, going back to the cashier where he was manning the counter. His gaze falling to the two students he heard talking earlier. “Oh, so it was Yunho oppa’s violin, not Sungmin oppa’s…” one of the girls said, both of them looking uninterested now. “Yunho oppa can pretty much play anything anyways, maybe Sungmin oppa asked him to teach him…”   “Yeah probably…but violin is a little boring…meh”   Yunho grinned inwardly, knowing he had effectively put off the girls’ curiosity now. He entered the kitchens where Sungmin was washing the dishes used today. He didn’t even ask why Yunho mentioned his violin but the man brought it up. “I think I managed to throw off their interest in you and your violin” he reported.   Sungmin just stared at him. Yunho sighed inwardly; the blond was the same to everyone…cold and frigid. Even to him who tried his best for the man to even consider him as a friend. “Why?”    “Why?” Yunho scratched his cheek; he didn’t really have an answer to that. “Well, do you want to play for them?” he returned the question. The waiter didn’t answer, so he knew he was being dismissed. The taller man sighed; he failed to make Sungmin talk to him again.   He went out to close the store when he heard Sungmin say, though still as emotionless as ever. “You don’t know what you’re talking about”   Making Yunho smile to himself. “No Sungmin, as a matter of fact…I do know”   He knew. Yunho knew about Sungmin. Not from the start, but by now he had a good idea why Sungmin had that violin, and why