violinist

You were at a big ball, it was night and the only lighting was the candles hanging from the chandeliers, everyone was dancing and chatting, it was so boisterous.

*You were looking for a quiet place, until your ears caught a beautiful melody, and as if it were a spell you felt it attract you, taking you through hallways until you reached a luxurious room. *

As if it were your house, you entered as if nothing had happened, there you saw a boy. His brown hair was disheveled and his eyes were closed, in his hands he had a violin on which he was playing a beautiful song.

When the young man finished playing the song, his previously tense posture relaxed, his lime eyes opened and met yours.

"who are you?"