Bab 72: The Squad's Beacon of Hope

Arthur furrowed his eyebrows, "I thought you were here intentionally."

The girl froze and sucked in a sharp breath. Arthur could practically smell the fear rolling off her in waves as she turned around. Her right hand unconsciously felt around the top of the piano until it clasped around a pair of round prescription glasses.

She put the glasses on as she inched backwards. It was only after she squinted that she visibly relaxed in his presence, "Oh, Arthur! It's you. You scared me."

The girl fell to her knees, breathing in deeply. Arthur approached her and knelt down next to her, "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah… I just need to catch my breath," she waved him off.

"That was a beautiful melody," he gestured towards the piano.

"Thank you," the girl replied, finally catching her breath.

As she got up and dusted herself, Arthur gestured to the piano, "Where did you learn to play like that?"