By the time she knew it, school was out and it was already spring break. Emi found herself laying on the couch, pondering what she could possibly do. All of her friends were out of town, and she had no plans for the entire week. Sighing, she realized that her life was boring, dull, and stiff. She always went through the same routine day in and day out, secretly hoping for something exciting to happen to her. 

After nibbling on a couple of chips and lounging in front of the TV, she eventually decided to get up and move. Wanting a change of pace, she left her house and headed to the main streets of the town. A flood of people covered the streets, forcing her to squeeze through just to get a couple blocks away from her house. However, once the traffic slowed, she realized that she hadn't thought of where to go. Glancing at the multiple stores surrounding her, a coffee shop caught her eye. Through the glass windows, she spotted an upright piano in the corner. Feeling a pull of interest towards the piano, she eagerly crossed the street towards the coffee shop. 

The tinkling of the bells on the doors rang as she entered, bringing the attention of one of the workers to her. 

"Would you like to order something?" He asked politely. 

"Uhm...I'll take...a" she quickly scanned the menu, blurting out the first thing she read, "caramel cappuccino." The worker nodded and she quickly paid for the drink and chose a table near the piano. 

Barely sipping on her cup of coffee, her fingers tapped the table anxiously, wondering if she had the courage to ask if she could play it. She had to admit even though she was a shy person, she loved to show off her skills on the piano. Every time her eyes meets a piano she feels like she has an obligation to play it. 

Eventually, one of the workers noticed her eyeing the piano and came up to her, "you can play it if you want." 

Hearing those words, she flashed a quick smile at the worker and instantaneously dashed towards the piano. She hastily adjusted the chair and got into a good position to play. Taking a deep breathe, she started playing the song she was working on at the moment. In the beginning, the song was slow and heavy. Eventually, the speed of her fingers flew across the piano and the intensity of the song grew. Once she entered the peaceful part, she realized that the coffee shop had gone quiet. Continuing with her song, she now felt slightly embarrassed from all the attention, resulting in a couple of stumbles from her fingers. She started to blush, but pushed through till she reached the very end of the climax and song. As she let the last note ring, the air grew silent and she heard an applause from the other customers. 

Even more embarrassed, she bowed a little bit and then quickly sat down at her little table again. This had happened every time. Even though she knew showing off would lead to her being embarrassed, her pride wouldn't let her [i]not[/i] play a piano if it was sitting in front of her. The adrenaline from the short performance ran through her and she couldn't sit still. She shot up from her chair and walked towards the exit of the coffee shop. Receiving some compliments here and there, she gave them a small smile and a quiet, "thank you." Too busy thanking all the compliments, she didn't pay attention to where she was going, resulting in a crash with another person in front of her. Quickly after, her coffee flew all over the person. Flustered and slightly shocked, she panicked, unsure of what to do. "Uhm...uhm...I'm sorry. Sorry..." She said as she desperately looked around for some type of towel.