25-year-old Roderich Edelstein was known to be a prodigy at the piano. He had perfect pitch; he could identify any note and play any song by heart once he'd heard it. And his original compositions were some of the most beautiful things a person had heard. But now he couldn't create something new. He just couldn't find an inspiration, a muse. He thought he had found it in his Hungarian girlfriend, Elizabeta but he was wrong. She just proved to be a good friend and nothing else.

He swore in frustration as he crumpled up yet another sheet of his composition. He guzzled down the mug of coffee next to him and started to play the piano again, in hopes of finding a good melody.

No luck! If only he had the upper body strength and if the piano hadn't been so heavy, he would have flipped it. He continued swearing in his native German before getting a call from his friend, Wang Yao. He received the call.

"What do you want, Yao?"He grunted.

"Is that the way you greet a friend, aru?"Roderich could just hear the smirk in Yao's voice.

"I am hanging up…"

"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!" Roderich had to keep the phone away from his ear in order to protect his ear drums from his friend's loud voice. "I need you to do me a favor."

"What kind of a favor?"Roderich's eyes narrowed.

"My sister wants to learn the piano."

"Sister? Since when do you have a sister?"Roderich raised an eyebrow.

"Since forever, silly. I just didn't tell you guys about her because I wanted to protect her from…well, you guys."

Roderich couldn't help but chuckle. "How old is she anyway?"

"Roderich…"Yao growled.

"I am not asking in that way!"Roderich huffed in annoyance.

"She's sixteen."

"Okay. I need to go now."

"Wait, what? What about my sister?"

"I am busy right now, Yao."

"Come on, you're the best pianist I know. And a disciplinarian. She'll know how to play within a span of few months."

Hearing the desperation in his voice, Roderich sighed. "Fine…"

"Thank you, man. I seriously owe you one!"Yao exclaimed. Roderich quickly hung up to save his ears.

Dressed in his usual suit, he arrived at the café where he would meet Yao's sister for the first time. He was curious on how she would look like. Yao told him she would stand out from all the girls present. He sat down and ordered a cup of coffee as he took out a blank sheet of music from his briefcase. At the moment, he heard the tinkling of the café's bell. He followed the sound and inwardly gasped.

There was a girl who looked to be about sixteen. She was stunning. Everything about her features screamed perfect. Even an angel couldn't compete with her. She had a fair oval face, light coffee colored eyes, pink lips and an aquiline nose. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail but a few strands framed the side of her face. She was tall and had a perfectly well-proportioned figure; a well endowed chest with a tiny waist, wide hips and long legs. Despite wearing a simple flannel shirt and jeans, she stood out from any other girl…and made his heart beat faster.

"This must be Yao's sister."He thought as he got up shakily and walked up to her. She took notice and started to stare intensely at him.

"Are you Wang Yao's sister? I am Roderich, his friend and your new piano teacher."He said politely.

She now smiled with relief as she introduced herself. "Oh, thank god. I thought I was in the wrong place. I am new here, you see. I came here to live with my brother after living in Bhutan all my life…and I am rambling, aren't I?"

Roderich couldn't help but crack a tiny, unnoticeable smile. "It's okay. I get that you're nervous. What's your name, liebe?"

"Um…it's Karsel. Karsel Choden Wang. Nice to meet you, Mr. Edelstein."

"You can call me Roderich, Miss Wang."

"If I can call you by your name, you should call me by mine."She countered.

"Okay…Mi- Karsel."He smiled as he ushered her towards his table.

"Would you like anything to drink?"

"No. No, thank you."She smiled shyly as she looked down at her feet. "Gege has told me so much about you, Mr. Ed-I mean, Roderich. He said that you would help me learn how to play the piano."

"I'll try my very best, Karsel."He simply replied.

"Your house is very nice, Roderich."She complimented as she looked around her living room. It was clean and well kept which was quite unusual for a young man in his twenties. In her experience, the houses of single men in their twenties were dirty-take the example of her brothers.

"Thank you, Karsel."He sat down on his piano bench and tuned his piano. He then got up and patted on the piano bench. She shuffled towards the bench and sat down.

"Do you know how to read music?"He asked.

"A little bit."

"Thank god."He sighed with relief. "Let's begin."

He winced as she messed up the piece for the nth time. "I am so sorry."Karsel apologized. "I don't know why I can't get it right. I know how to read music, then why do I keep messing up?"She pouted in frustration.

Seeing that pout made him chuckle affectionately. "It's okay. This happens to many beginners. You're just a bit stiff."

"Oh."She sighed with realization. "You just need to loosen up."He said and much to Karsel's surprise, he held her hands. They were warm and felt nice.

"I hope you don't mind me touching you."He whispered in her ear, making her shiver at his voice.

"N-no, n-not at a-a-all."She stuttered nervously.

"She smells like poppies."Roderich silently inhaled her irresistible scent when he realized what he was doing. "I am a perverted pedophile. I should be teaching her how to play piano, not smell her."He thought.

"Um…Roderich?"She called her name. He realized he was holding her hands. They were soft and fit his like a glove.

"I am sorry. I zoned out a little. Let's start."

"You did quite well today, Karsel. Despite being a beginner, you quickly got the hang of it."Roderich complimented.

She flushed at the compliment. "Ah…no, I just had a good teacher. Thank you, Roderich. I'll take your leave now."

Roderich blanched as he thought of an excuse to keep her here. "Would you like to have dinner with me right now?"

Karsel's eyes widened. "Eh? Won't it be a bother for you to make dinner for the both of us?"

"No, it won't. I insist you stay here."He sounded a bit demanding.

"Oh-okay."