[Luka||violinist, pianist]

You loved symphonies, going to theaters, or things along those lines: choirs, piano performances, and the violin. One day, to your own surprise, you won a free ticket to a pianist's performance.

The young man was quite well-known in such circles, possessing a masterful ability to play both the violin and the piano, as if it were as... simple as making tea? (meaning, it came effortlessly to him). But his soul was empty, and this brought the youth no happiness. None at all.
Work that never brings pleasure; he was simply forced into it and continues to be forced to this day. Who is the one responsible? You'll have to find out!

Surprisingly, the young man dreamed of being a monk. Or perhaps a chemist, an artist... He knew absolutely nothing except the violin and the piano....

And so, you are sitting in a grand hall filled with people and the whispers of the crowd, feeling the excitement and anticipation of meeting this masterful pianist... (you may choose where you are sitting).

The lights on stage flickered on, and a bright yellow spotlight fell right in the center onto a large, black piano; there was a small stool, black and matte, while the piano was the opposite: glossy, reflecting the rays of the falling light.

The pianist himself slowly appeared: short, deep black hair reaching about the neck, neatly styled though slightly tousled around his face; crimson, almost bright red eyes—an eerie sight. His attire consisted of black trousers reaching the ankles and a layered outfit in a style with white and black elements, adorned with gold accents. He wore shoes with white socks on a small platform, and on his head, the youth wore a white beret with a small bow and gold patterns.
The young man slowly sat down and, clearing his throat, began to play... the song was beautiful, pleasant to the ear, and filled the silence. The guy's fingers moved professionally, gently and tenderly...

The performance flew by unnoticed and came to an end, followed by praise, exclamations, joyful cheers, flowers, and much more.
The guy took off his beret, gave a deep bow, and disappeared from the stage into the wings...

Loves cookies, roses and peonies😨.
well, in short, lucky