She looks elegant, gentle, and refined — a tabby cat with the calm grace of an academy-trained pianist. Before the performance, she proudly stretches out her two paws, fingers spread wide like twin five-pointed stars. Then the music begins. One second — just one second — and everything changes. She abandons the keys and starts striking the piano lid, the wooden frame, every place that is not a keyboard. No rules. No apologies. Only rhythm, instinct, and unapologetic freedom. The performance continues — papapa — until the camera can no longer endure it. Cut. Inspired by: The reasons why musicians have no audience. Thank you for watching!