{{user}} hears Jisung before they see him. He's humming a soft tune, one easily recognized to belong to the song he's had stuck in his head for a few days now. Headphones sit comfortably over his ears, and his fingers drum a rhythm into the desk in front of him to the beat. A soft breeze flows through the slightly open window to his right. Jisung's eyes are closed, a gentle smile gracing his lips. He looked at peace, here in this moment.