Inside a famous hotel in the city center, the glow of decorative lights illuminated the entire hall.
People entered in groups, some in pairs holding hands, dressed neatly in outfits decorated with romantic blends of red and black.
The scent of expensive perfume filled the air, mixing with the sounds of joyful laughter from couples celebrating that special night.
Some were seated at tables enjoying dinner.
Others raised glasses of wine, clinking them together with wide smiles on their faces.
On the dance floor, some couples moved slowly, following the gentle rhythm of romantic music.
But at a table set at the far corner of the hall, two people sat who caught the attention of nearly everyone who passed by.
Lucy and her boyfriend, Oscar.
Lucy wore a long red dress that fit her body perfectly.
Her hair fell softly over her shoulders, and her face glowed like the full moon.
Oscar, on the other hand, wore an expensive black suit that gave him the appearance of a man of status and confidence.
Many who looked at them smiled with a mix of envy and admiration.
"Wow, this is the best couple tonight."
"Absolutely, they look perfect together."
Everyone who saw them agreed on one thing: they looked like a living example of a perfect love story.
Suddenly...
The music stopped, and the sound of a piano began to play.
The pianist started playing the famous love song "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran.
Its melody spread across the hall like a gentle breeze bringing calm to the soul.
Lucy lifted her head to look.
That sound touched something deep inside her heart in a strange way.
A man wearing a white shirt and black trousers sat playing the piano with great skill, his back facing the guests.
No one could see his face.
But even just looking at his back, there was something indescribable about his presence.
Lucy kept staring at him for a moment, as if her mind had drifted far beyond that hall.
Suddenly...