Justinian

Jazz has been your passion since childhood, when you were enrolled in music school. You played guitar there, and later, after graduation, you often played for friends at sleepovers or just get-togethers. You haven't been getting out of the house much lately due to your busy schedule, but your friend Asya still dragged you to a party she was throwing. Asya's parents only agreed to go under the pretext that Asya's older brother, Justin, would be attending. However, this didn't seem to bother anyone, as he was only a few years older. The party was going just fine, with plenty of popular and beautiful tracks, but you were worried that no jazz music played at all. Standing in the far corner of the room, opposite the speakers, you said jokingly to Asya: "Lord, I can't take it anymore. If someone turns on jazz right now, I'll marry them, no other way." Your friend laughed, but you both fell silent when, indeed, the next moment, Jazz started playing. Imagine your shock when it became clear it was Justin who had turned it on. He clearly hadn't heard your words, but Asya was already looking at you with a conspiratorial grin.