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3ｒｄ ｐｅｒｓｏｎ ｐｏｖ

"When did you start writing songs? ""when I was 13"" how did you started writing songs?any inspiration?"asked chan.. Chan thought of asking jisung some questions since jisung couldn't think of any lyrics right now

"Music to me is like a medicine, it makes me feel better. I'm able to dish out all of my personal emotion onto a piece of paper and travel beyond any boundary with it. The best part about it is creating the words, topic/subject of my song, poem, story, etc... and there's just so many things to talk about. I love portraying a story within my songs and a lot of inspiration comes from my past experiences with life hardships.."

Chan was quite impressed with the answer.. He also writes song so he knew what does a writer feels like... He was now sure that jisung loved music very much.. And now his aim is to bring back the interest again in jisung's life.. The best thing to help a depressed person is to make him busy or engage with things so he can forget about his problems and loneliness

"Your time ups now... See your tomorrow and don't give up"
Jisung nodded and got out of there..

He walked to the railway station.. He then took the train.. Today he decided he won't sleep cuz he don't want to take any risk so he took out his phone from his pocket and did some research about arts

He loved painting, singing and writing a lot but he didn't want to lose interest over them so he tries to discover more and more things

He searched some paintings and sketches.. Right now he was finding some inspiration to draw something or paint.. He searched and searched but nothing caught his eyes.. Suddenly... Suddenly he heard a music..he looked everywhere to see where the music was coming from but he saw everyone was wearing ear phones so the sound can't come from them..

He then remembered about the ear bud in his pocket.. He took it out and yeah the music was coming from it.. He hesitantly put the ear bud in his ears.. A soft music was playing.. It was a piano and jisung was familiar with the tone cuz he often hears it when he is travelling or going somewhere

The person has a great sense about music thought jisung.. Then it stuck him that he can hear the music that means the person is near him...in this train.. He rose up from his seat and looked at everyone.. It was a bit crowdy no a lot crowdy and almost everyone was wearing ear buds

His checked everyone but none of them were the person he was looking for... He don't know actually if they are or not but he had a feeling that it was not the person he is searching for

He moved forward through the crowd but stopped in the middle.. He was sweating, getting nervous, his heartbeat rising.. He doesn't like to be in contact with others

But he had to find the person.. He needs to find him.. He moved forward through the crowd squeezing his eyes shut.. He could hear his heart thumping.. He looked everywhere but nothing.. Everyone was wearing mask and was listening songs besides he doesn't even know the person's face.. He only knows his voice..but he can't go around listening everyone's voice..

The doors opened.. He reached his station but how could he get out .. He was in the middle of a crowd.. The music still on..

He automatically went outside by everyone's crowd and push.. He was outside the train the music still playing.. He looked at the trains door.. People going in and coming out.. The train doors slowly closing.. He doesn't even know if the person is inside the train or outside..

He was about to go away until he saw that a tall man was standing beside the door a phone in his hand.. He could only see his back.. He looked at his hand to see his moves.. The train announcement was over.. The train started to move.. He saw the man opening the music app.. But the train started to move.. He needs to watch what the man do..

He ran and ran with all his speed trying to match the trains starting speed.. He saw the man going through the song list.. Scrolling and scrolling and scrolling until it stopped to a certain song.. The man tapped on it..

The song changed.. Dandelions was playing right now.. His movement stopped.. It was him.. It was the person.. He was inside the train. And the train was going.. In seconds the train was gone with jisung just standing there unmoved, unfazed.. The man was so close to him.. He was so close to finding him

Jisung closed his eyes and turned around bringing the duvet closer to him.. He was tossing around his bed.. Couldn't sleep.. He was still thinking about the moment..

He sighed in frustration and got up.. He took out his phones and played dandelions.. He just couldn't get this song out of his mind

He thought of doing something to kill his time.. He couldn't wait to see chan tomorrow and tell him about all this.. He thought if doing some painting.. He brought his all sketch equipments and sat on the table.. He tried to focus but he couldn't

He started by drawing some straight lines.. He just focused on the music.. He drew some more things.. Mind still focused on the song and the event happened earlier

He stopped drawing and looked towards the drawing with wide eyes.. He drew the train door.. And a man was standing there...tall figure..thin legs.. A hoodie and jeans..

He wanted to smile seeing the sketch he made he wanted to laugh, cry, scream around.. He wanted to show his all emotions.. He noticed the time and saw 30 minutes passed.. Yet he didn't get bored or felt uninterested

He was so focused that he didn't even noticed the time.. He unconsciously drew that person.. He closed his eyes and the scene was vivid in his eyes.. The man was wearing a Navy blue coloured hoodie with black wash jeans

He remembered his hands..Skin golden coloured.. A mixture of white and honey colour.. An apple phone in his hand

But unfortunately he couldn't see the face.. He put all the things in his bag and went to sleep with the painting in his table. After this there's no way he would ever give up