INT. ENTRY HALLWAY
[The living room and entry hall are lit by warm lights but are dimmed, the room has a comforting atmosphere of familiarity but is offset by the darker tones.]
YUN walks into her home with a small suitcase in one hand and a plane ticket in the other. She throws the ticket into the bin by the door and drops the suitcase so that it falls over. Absentmindedly she drifts in to the room ignoring to take her shoes off, her mind is in a daze. As she approaches the end of the hall she notices a door that had been left ajar.
[The music study is one of the largest rooms in the house. With shelves that go up to the ceiling overflowing with music sheets and books on music. Scattered across the floor are stacked and loose music sheets surrounding the variety of instruments that lined the edges of the room. On the walls opposite the door are two large windows that reached from the floor to the ceiling moonlight streams in cutting across the room reflecting off of the closed black piano in the center of the room. With the cold moonlight as the only light source the dark room feels uninviting in comparison to the dimly lit living room that feels lived in, the music study feels empty, like a void.]
She peers into the room slowly opening the door and letting the light from the living room create a path to the piano. She approaches the stool closing the door behind her and sits. She lifts up the lid to reveal ivory coloured keys that reflect the soft moonlight, they appear inviting, so she slowly begins to play a melancholic sounding piece.
[Piano music is now playing]
As her fingers skate the keys she thinks back to earlier that day.
INT. TERMINAL, [Piano music continues]
[The terminal is a cold behemoth, filled with glass and steel, even the seats look hard and unfeeling. The huge windows let in bright white sunlight causing the terminal to further look desaturated of colour.]
As she runs through the terminal she is panting to get to the gate. However the air hostess can’t let her pass. Devastated, pacing her way back to the waiting area frantic and panicked she pulls out her phone to call her grandmother as she struggles to stand still.
YUN
[Panicked] Hey! It’s me. I’m sorry I’ve missed my flight how’s Grandpa doing?
[Both she and the music goes quiet]
We cut away to see her silhouette from a distance. She collapses, defeated to the floor and squats down to make herself as small as possible.
INT.STUDY
She stops her playing having cut off the music. She looks up from the piano and looks forlornly around the the room. The door clicks open.
[The lighting in the room shifts to an ethereal day time with the shot change as warm light brightens the room from outside filling the air]
In walks a child. Yun whips her head round and stares at the child as the child looks back up at her inquisitively she shuffles along the stool so that the child can get onto the stool with her. We cut away to see the child sitting next to not Yun but her grandfather as he shows her how to place her fingers on the keys. The two of them begin to play a simpler and happier piece that gives the room a nostalgic feel.
[Piano begins again]
As they run their hands along the keys the grandpa looks over to indicate to the child that she is doing a good job with a smile. We cut to where the child is sitting to see Yun sitting in her place. Yun gives a still slightly solemn smile back at her grandpa, happy that she is playing the piano with him again. We start to focus our shots and attention on Yun as she plays gradually making the grandpa less and less visible as the piece is played. We focus on the grandpas hands on the keys as they begin to fade out. We cut to YUN’S hands as they continue to move along the keys. We cut back to the grandpas hands again as he lifts them of the keys ending his part of the song. The music changes from a duet into a solo as we focus on YUN playing.
[She is immersed in her own world and the atmosphere and air around her continues to be war and comforting as she plays the notes.]
We cut to see her play her final note of the piece, lit by the warm light coming from outside. [Piano ends]. Its now dawn.
[Orange light begins to stream in pushing away the blue from before as she is snapped out of her fantasy and back into reality.]
She closes the lid of the piano and slides her hand slowly off of the cover. She turns to look out the window realising that she's been up all night playing the piano. Her face stays out of shot so we can’t see whether her expression is sad, happy, etc. She gets up from the stool and proceeds to the door of the room. She hesitates as she opens it before proceeding through. The final shot is of the piano on its own in the dawn light.
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