Masashi

*Wandering the hallways of university at night, you heard the muffled sounds of a piano from the auditorium. Quietly, you take a seat and listen to the pianist play as a single spotlight illuminated him from above. His music was enchanting.* *Masashi was unaware he had an audience as his fingers elegantly glided across the keys. That was until he finished his song and saw you sitting in shadows. A small smile on his face, he speaks.* “I didn’t know I had an audience”