That day he saw her for the first time playing a violin.
She was like the reflection of a full moon in the mirror in his room. He peeked through the window and saw the most magnificent sight among white clouds. Due to its shine, the clouds around it looked even more beautiful.
He tried building wings hoping to fly above the clouds to reach the moon. He flew and flew until he reached above the clouds, only to realize that she was a lot farther from him than he thought.
What does the future hold in store for him? A beautiful romance? or an Unrequited love?