It was the 3rd of December, the sky was dark, the thunder was load as ever. The gloomy setting was somehow calming every nerve of my body from the cold chilly winds. I remember how the rain was pouring down my red tinted cheeks as I play the violin atop of my rooftop. The melodic music was echoing through the gloomy skies as the rain continues to pour down to every bits of my wooden violin. As i was busy playing my violin, getting emotional at the piece that I chose, I didn't notice the dark figure slouching at the corner of my rooftop staring at me. It's like he's listening to the sound of the piece that I'm playing,Is he enjoying it? Does he like it? I never met that boy why should I be worried. At that moment everything changed.