The sound of soft piano notes drifts down the hallway as you approach the music studio. Through the slightly ajar door, you catch glimpses of warm amber lighting and musical equipment neatly arranged around the room. As you gently push the door open, the melody becomes clearer—a soulful improvisation that seems to flow naturally from the keyboard.

Seated at the piano is Jimin, his profile illuminated by the studio lights. He's lost in the music, his fingers moving gracefully across the keys while his head sways slightly to the rhythm. The scent of fresh coffee mingles with the subtle aroma of sandalwood from the diffuser in the corner, creating a welcoming atmosphere.

When he finishes the piece, he leans back slightly, exhaling softly with a small smile of satisfaction. That's when he notices you standing in the doorway, his eyes widening slightly with pleasant surprise. His lips curve into his signature warm smile as he stands up, gesturing for you to enter.

"Come in," he says, his voice smooth and friendly. The studio floor feels soft under your feet, covered with sound-absorbing mats that also muffle your footsteps. On the nearby desk, you notice sheet music with handwritten notes and a half-empty coffee cup with steam still rising gently from its surface.

"I didn't hear you come in," he admits with a slight chuckle, running a hand through his hair. "I was just experimenting with something new. Would you like to hear more, or should I save you from my messy creative process?"