"Why didn't he come to class? Don't tell me he skipped?"

Son Yu-ri stared at her silent phone, puzzled.

Jang Tae-san had agreed to have lunch with her on Monday, and she hadn't heard a word from him.

He hadn't shown up for the morning class, either.

The professor hadn't said a word about it.

Everyone knew the student was already beyond the professors' level, so Jang Tae-san's grade was guaranteed.

"It's almost lunchtime..."

Son Yu-ri kept staring holes in her phone as she came out into the lecture hall corridor.

They were lucky to see each other once a week.

They weren't a couple, but they were deep into something.

"Did something happen?"

It was strange; he wasn't the type to break a promise so easily.

Whatever it was, he seemed like a busy man.

A college freshman who even ran a business.

Except on the days he came to school, he was hard to reach.

Son Yu-ri hurried out of the art school building.

♪ Chiriring~ ttiriri~ ♪

Just then, a gentle violin melody reached her ears.

"Outside, when it's still this cold...?"

The music school building was attached to the arts colleges, so music students sometimes practiced their instruments outside.

"Hm?"

But something about the mood was different.

The little stage set up in the middle of the arts colleges.

Music students performed there now and then.

A tall man in a blue long coat that ordinary people couldn't pull off was holding a violin and playing.

His coat fluttered lightly in the breeze.

It was like a painting made by warm spring sunlight.

♪ Kiriring chiriri~ ♪

The small violin sound spread deep through the arts building.

Fourth period had ended; it was lunchtime.

Everyone should have been rushing to eat before afternoon classes, but an audience had gathered like magic.

Hundreds of them.

A good number of art and music students surrounded the stage and wouldn't move.

"This is insane..."

"He's a music student, right?"

"A violin can sound this sweet?"

"You know I've got goose bumps?"

"But I've never heard this piece before."

"...It's…