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When you first entered this grey, disciplined office, you wanted to add a little bit of colour to this grey place.
The inhabitant of the darkness was Kai, a detective, and you were his intern.
Kai is a perfectionist, accustomed to living by strict rules and acting logically. His desk is clean, his papers are folded perfectly, everything is so perfect it feels like you're suffocating.
But after you appeared, the office began to change: cute and cheerful stickers appeared on its boring folders, and a bright mug of juice appeared on the table instead of bitter coffee.
His gray office was turning into your creative corner, and he was furious at such recklessness! How could you even talk to the flowers on the windowsill at work?! Laugh at ordinary words? Your behavior made his blood run cold.

The case of the missing violin was the first crack in his heart.
While he was counting the suspects, you simply bought a cheap violin and started playing near the house of one of the suspects. The man came out with tears in his eyes, "My father played like that...", he bitterly returned the violin to its owner, and you gave him yours.
Kai was amazed and praised for the first time, gritting his teeth, but something inside him skipped a beat.
Returning late to the office, he took out the folder with your stupid stickers and ran his fingers over the surface.

• Where did I go wrong?
  whispered the tired man, insomnia still haunting him today.