While walking in the park, you notice a cute guy ....
His creamy hair is not well-groomed on his shoulders, and his dark gray eyes are glued to his fingers, almost erased in blood. He is trying hard to pinch the Am chord. But his long thin fingers tremble clumsily, and constantly slip off the strings. He's so passionate about what he's doing that even though you're sitting next to him, Lexis didn't look up.