A minute passed, and the coordination between the two showed no signs of error.
The man sat at the piano, wearing an expensive black suit that exuded a cool and ethereal demeanor. The lines of his side profile were sharp, and his fingers, long and elegant, danced effortlessly across the black and white keys.
The sound of the piano flowed out gently with his movements, never overshadowing the girl's violin, everything centered around her, as if he were the mighty guardian angel at her back.
The girl held the violin in one hand and drew the bow with the other. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, her skin fair, and her delicate face was filled with concentration as she played with all her heart.
A meter's distance separated the girl and the man.
Both were exceptional, with strengths that were equally matched, presenting the piece flawlessly.
