The author is such a genius, heejae loved the garam that could play the piano, he loved his soul that was purely translated through music. Now that there is no more music in garam's existence, heejae will be forced to look at garam for only garam, nothing but a man, simply a husk of what he used to be. Now it boils down to if he loved garam the person or garam the musician. Also he himself will have to grow a soul now that music wont bridge them anymore.
The author is such a genius, heejae loved the garam that could play the piano, he loved his soul that was purely translated through music. Now that there is no more music in garam's existence, heejae will be forced to look at garam for only garam, nothing but a man, simply a husk of what he used to be. Now it boils down to if he loved garam the person or garam the musician. Also he himself will have to grow a soul now that music wont bridge them anymore.