Big Decision

Viona, at the age of 18, made a significant decision about her career. After months of consideration, she finally decided to pursue a music degree. However, there were still some things that left her feeling uncertain. She decided to talk to Steve, her teacher who had become one of the most influential people in her life, as well as someone she had strong feelings for. When they met, Viona initiated a conversation about her decision.

"Steve, I've made a decision," Viona said with a serious tone. "I want to take a music degree."

Steve looked at Viona with an unreadable expression. "What are you talking about, Viona? You know that music is just a hobby, not a stable career. Don't you want to focus on becoming a doctor?"

Viona felt trapped in this situation. She had never thought that Steve would dismiss music as merely a hobby, as if it were too simplistic to understand. 

"What, Steve? You know how significant music can be in my life," Viona replied, her tone growing quieter. "Not everyone has talent like I do. I want to continue studying music to better understand and develop my abilities."

Steve still looked uncertain. "I don't know, Viona. I think you should focus on something more stable, like becoming a doctor. That would be a better career for you."

Viona felt like she was being pushed in the wrong direction. She began to question whether she chose to pursue music because of Steve or for herself. She didn't even know if Steve was the cause or the effect of her decision.

"Steve, I don't know how you see it," Viona said, her voice becoming softer. "But I want you to know that I've made this decision after careful consideration. I want to understand my talent better and develop it further."

Steve still seemed unsure. Viona felt as though she had let him down. She didn't realize that Steve only wanted to protect her from potential difficulties in a music career.

"I don't know how you feel, Viona," Steve said gently. "But I want you to know that I will always support your decision."

Viona felt she had found a clearer answer. She wanted to pursue music for herself, not because of Steve. She wanted to develop her talent and make better choices for her own future.

"I know, Steve," Viona replied with a wide smile. "I will pursue a music degree. And I'm confident that I will do my best for myself."

Steve still looked uncertain, but Viona knew he would always support her. With this decision, she had taken a significant step in her career and her life.

**A few days after her deep conversation with Steve, Viona arrived at her music lesson as usual, bringing a new enthusiasm to face her music lessons and future. However, as she stepped into the room, her gaze was instantly drawn to a surprising sight that left her in awe.**

In the corner of the room, Steve was standing with an elegant woman who looked like a fairy just descended from the sky. The woman had long hair flowing like silk in a golden brown hue, with gentle waves adding to her elegant appearance. Her oval face boasted fair, glowing skin, as if softly flushed by the sunlight. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with emotion as they met Steve's gaze, giving off a mysterious aura that captivated him.

Her elegantly fitting dress accentuated her figure perfectly, and it was a deep navy blue, alluring and complementary to her appearance, adorned with delicate floral patterns. A silver bracelet hung from her wrist, sparkling as she moved, enhancing her graceful aura.

Steve appeared more charismatic than ever. He wore a fitted white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, showcasing the strong muscles in his arms. The expression on his face radiated affection as he gently held the woman's waist, as if he was protecting something very precious. His gaze was locked onto the woman's eyes, giving the impression that the world around them had vanished, leaving only the two of them.

Viona, standing at the doorway, felt her heart race. She was astonished, her mouth slightly agape in disbelief at what she was witnessing. A mix of jealousy and confusion swirled within her. She had never imagined that Steve, someone who had always supported and cared for her, would share such an intimate moment with another person.

It felt as if her world had been flipped upside down for a moment. In the midst of her confusion, Viona could do nothing but stand there, watching what seemed to be a perfect moment between Steve and the woman, grappling with a deep sense of pain and loss within her heart.

Still lingering at the doorway, unable to tear her eyes away from the scene unfolding before her, Viona watched as Steve and the graceful woman were not merely kissing; they seemed to be deeply immersed in their own world, as if no one else existed around them.

As they shared a warm kiss against the wall, the atmosphere felt incredibly intimate. The woman lifted her hands, gently embracing Steve's neck, while he held her waist firmly, pulling her closer. Their kiss was filled with passion, seemingly expressing profound and sincere feelings.

Then, Steve moved to the light switch and turned off all the lights in the room. In the enveloping darkness, only a sliver of light from outside illuminated them, creating a mysterious and romantic ambiance. Viona felt her heart race even faster, swallowing down the jealousy and deep sorrow that flooded within her.

Without waiting long, they transitioned to the piano in the corner of the room. The woman laughed softly, and that laughter echoed in the silence of the room. They sat side by side on the piano bench, Steve's hand lightly touching the woman's as they pressed the piano keys together. Music began to flow, and the melody became an intimate rhythm supporting their moment.

Viona watched with wide eyes as they exchanged smiles, the spirit filling the room. There was brightness and warmth in their aura. They continued their kiss, this time deeper and more considerate, as if ignoring the world outside.

"This cannot be happening," Viona thought, struggling to process everything she saw. The pain in her heart grew sharper as she witnessed the closeness and affection between the person she liked and someone else. She felt an urge to step forward, to interrupt that moment, but her body felt frozen in place. Viona had to face it. She may not have a place in Steve's life like she once imagined.

The gentle melody of the piano and their joyous laughter continued to resonate, creating a stark contrast to the feelings of devastation that flowed within Viona. She realized that in this beautiful moment, she was a distant observer, watching something she would never be able to possess.

After a few moments of silently witnessing the tender scenes shared between Steve and the woman, Viona felt a throbbing in her head. Her presence there felt increasingly meaningless. She turned and walked away from the door, trying to calm herself outside for a moment.

As she walked, her mind was racing. "How did I misjudge today?" she questioned herself. After all, preparations for her lessons were essential to her. Quickly, she pulled out her phone to check her calendar. Her fingers trembled slightly as uncertainty clouded her thoughts.

When she opened the calendar app, she saw that it was Thursday. Her heart seemed to stop for a moment as she realized her mistake. "So, today isn't a lesson day?" she thought, a mix of relief and disappointment swirling inside her heart. She felt foolish for having miscalculated and coming at an inappropriate time.

For a moment, the pain began to fade, but the sadness lingered in the corners of her heart. Although today wasn't a lesson day, Viona couldn't ignore the feelings stirred up by what she had just witnessed. The warm moments shared between Steve and the woman remained vividly etched in her mind.

Slowly, Viona made her way away from that place, attempting to take deep breaths and accept the reality that today was not the right moment to confront Steve. She longed to change her perspective, as this moment served as a bittersweet reminder that sometimes, love and hope do not go according to plan.

"Tomorrow," Viona thought. "Tomorrow will be another opportunity." Even though her heart felt heavy, she was determined to face the next day with renewed hope. 

Viona continued her steps, her thoughts beginning to revolve once more. She felt curious about herself, especially regarding her decision to choose a music major. "Am I really choosing it because I love it?" she mused internally.

At that moment, as if seeking a clear answer, Viona began to think that her decision to pursue music might not be entirely based on genuine feelings. She indeed liked music, but in recent years, her affection for it was more about Steve. She enjoyed listening to the songs he played, loved watching him play the piano, and even cherished hearing him sing.

Currently, Viona felt a twinge of disappointment in herself. "I don't love music for its own sake; I just love it because of him," she thought with a sad tone. She felt let down for not being able to acknowledge that truth earlier. If she truly loved music, she would have remained passionate about learning and developing her talent, rather than doing so primarily because of Steve.

Meanwhile, Viona reached her home, and the disappointment grew further. She felt curious about her decision. "What will I do now?" she wondered. She had no idea how to confront these feelings, but she knew she had to take action.

That night, Viona sat at the dinner table with her father and mother, a heavy silence enveloping them. The meal set before them looked delicious, but Viona could not enjoy her food at all. Her mind drifted far away, trapped in a confusion that was becoming increasingly restless.

After a few empty bites, Viona finally found the courage to speak. "Mom, Dad," she said softly, "I feel the need to talk about the music major I chose."

Her parents exchanged glances, then her father replied, "Of course, dear. What is bothering you?"

Viona lifted her gaze, trying to find the right words to explain her feelings. "I... I'm starting to think that I chose this major not because I genuinely love it, but rather because I was inspired by Steve," she said, her voice trembling. "Now I feel confused. Do I really want to continue?"

Her mother smiled gently, attempting to provide support. "Viona, this decision is entirely in your hands. We will support whatever you choose, but what's most important is what you truly feel in your heart."

"Yes, we want you to be happy, sweetheart," her father added. "If music is what you love, then go for it. If not, there's no shame in seeking another path."

Hearing her parents' responses only deepened Viona's confusion. She felt as if all her hopes rested heavily on her shoulders, yet she had no clarity about what she truly desired. "But what if I chose the wrong path? What if I regret it later?" she asked, her voice beginning to shake.

Her mother reached for Viona's hand, offering warmth and support. "There's no perfect path, dear. Everyone has moments of confusion in their lives. Try to reflect on what you really want and don't rush. Take the time to get to know yourself better."

Viona nodded, but the confusion in her heart still wrapped around her. She felt as if all the choices lay before her, yet her heart couldn't guide her steps. That night, she realized that everything took time, and perhaps she needed to dive deeper into her feelings before making a significant decision.