But Rena had already walked out.

"Let's go back in half an hour!"

She descended the stairs gracefully and turned off the lights. Then, sitting before the morning dew piano, she closed her eyes and began to play the Moonlight Sonata.

Bathed in the lunar glow, Rena's radiant face glimmered white. Yet, her expression carried a hint of sorrow, as if her eyes reflected the glimmer of tears.

Was she crying?