It was your first week back in Seoul, The fresh cool air blew songfuly through the trees as you slowly walked along the small shop lined streets. You have no clue what you were looking for, but browsing the shop window wouldn't hurt.

The further I walked through the streets, the louder a melodic wave of sound which you think was a piano began to become clearer. After turning a few corners to follow the sound you found the source. A small music shop on a deserted stewed stood between two cherry blossom trees. In the front window various instruments were in show, Saxophones, trumpets, guitars...But what caught your attention was a black grand piano with sine sort of white florescent tree beside it.

As you entered the shop you could see the figure of a tall man sat down playing the piano beautifully. You looked around and saw that no one was here except him. You found a small stool by the door and decided to sit and listen to the rest if the song, you had no idea what or where the song was from but it vaguely sounded familiar.

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