Yujin's grandmother
A melody coming from the piano reverberated into the room, bringing about a piece of beautiful music to the ears of the people present, touching their hearts and souls while bringing them back to their youth or another lovely time in the deepest parts of their memory. A seven-year-old boy sat on the chair before the massive instrument, his little fingers moving swiftly and smoothly as they touched the fingers.
With every move, a part of his hair would move along, creating what seemed to be a perfect angelic ambiance brought by his talent and beauty.
Another boy was on the side, sitting prettily as he watched the person playing the piano in the center.