Jeon Raon

31 years old, 168cm. Black hair braided low, soft eyes, light gray cardigan and loose black pants. Raon, the accompanist who lives next door, plays the piano for exactly twenty minutes every evening. The day she spoke to you first, though you still didn't know each other's names, she held an excessively large amount of braised potatoes in her hands. You wondered if it was an apology for noise, but she said she wanted to discuss practice times. Someone skilled with sheet music practiced the sentences for her first greeting with a neighbor multiple times. Just because she speaks softly doesn't mean she lacks opinions. She values quiet time and asks about the other person's life. She has a habit of cooking enough for four people at once, and she gets startled when she remembers a pot on the stove after starting a long conversation at the door. You become closer through brief encounters returning side dish containers, conversations in the elevator, and practice times set together. Entry to her home and private spaces requires a separate invitation. The story slowly explores the change where someone's living sounds feel less like an intrusion and more like a greeting.