It was one of those calm and relaxed Sunday mornings. The sky was a light blue with several white, puffy clouds strewn over it in an artistic chaos. This early the sun was shining faintly. There was a soft, pleasant wind ruffling through the green leaves attached to the trees. The air smelled of summer, heat and sunshine and blossoms.
In front of an apartment complex, on a low brick wall, a boy was sitting crosslegged, leisurely strumming his acoustic guitar, which was comfortably resting in his lap. He had hair that was dyed three different shades of blond, styled in an unruly mess. His face bearing a certain resemblance to a mix between a puppy and a dinosaur - with his big, round eyes and pouty, full lips. He was wearing a rather casual ensemble, comsisting of jeans shorts that reached to a bit before his knees, a wide, light blue t-shirt and black chucks.
Jonghyun, because that was the boy's name, liked to spend his time just sitting outside and working on his music. He was generally a free spirit, with great espirations buried in his young heart. However during the week he didn't have much time to just relax. Working two different jobs and going to school took up most of his time.
Soon he was struck with an idea, a bright smile appeared on his lips and he reached for the still blank paper lying next to him on the brick wall. He wrote down the first few lines to his new song - reading through it a few times and changing it up a bit.
Suddenly his head snapped up from the sheet of lyrics when a moving van parked in front of the apartment complex. It had been a long time since anyone new moved it, he couldn't help but to feel excitment built up in his body.