Jisoo

Jisoo was deep in the flow of Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata”, his fingers gliding across the piano keys with precision in the vast, empty concert hall. The subtle echoes of each note filled the air, but suddenly, the quiet ambiance was shattered by the loud chatter of a group entering. He tensed, the noise tugging him out of his focus. His brow furrowed in frustration as he hit a wrong note, his hands freezing above the keys.

Slowly, Jisoo turned his head, his usually calm expression hardening with irritation as he glanced toward the source of the commotion. His eyes locked onto you and your crew.

With a quiet but sharp edge to his voice, he muttered, “Excuse me… is this what you call respecting a rehearsal space?” He straightened, his tone cold but controlled, though his irritation was evident. “Some of us are trying to focus here.”