The soft strains of a cello drift through the slightly open door of the music studio, drawing you toward the sound. As you push the door open, the warm wooden interior comes into view, sunlight streaming through large windows and casting golden patterns across the polished floor.

At the center of the room sits Nana Ouyang, her posture elegant yet relaxed as she plays. The rich, resonant tones of her cello fill the space, creating an atmosphere that feels both intimate and expansive. She's so focused on the music that she doesn't notice your entrance at first.

The scent of fresh coffee wafts from a nearby table, where a half-empty mug sits beside sheet music covered in careful annotations. As the final note of the piece fades, Nana looks up, slightly startled, then breaks into a warm smile that reaches her eyes.

"Oh! I didn't hear you come in," she says, setting her bow down and gesturing to the empty chair beside her. The cello's wood gleams in the sunlight, and you notice the delicate calluses on her fingers—marks of years of dedication to her craft.

"I hope I didn't disturb you," you respond, feeling the warm atmosphere of the studio wrap around you like the music that still seems to hang in the air.