The First Summer

She played the violin in the Academy of Music, He played the piano secretly.

They were never meant to meet yet, on the last day of Summer she heard the echo of piano chords. The melody was beautiful yet sorrowful it was so enchanting that she couldn't help but follow it, that's when she met him. His dark eyes that stopped her heart, his fingers that swept over the keys gracefully. It was like magic. He was the one...

The one who pulled her strings.