The 日 outside was pleasently shining and the sky had a cloudless blue. The air was as fresh as a 雏菊, 黛西 and everyone seemed to be enjoying it very much. 你 enjoyed it too but from inside the room where 你 were listening to Austria play his 钢琴 with sweet emotion. 你 relaxed as 你 heard him play and felt yourself swaying in the music.
The 音乐 sounded so beautiful until- "DUNN!" You turned and looked at Austria with a stunned look on your face. He never would mess up when playing. His fingers were shaking and he was looking at the 钢琴 so red and sweaty.