He sat in his dorm, leaning against the off-white walls, a thick-paged journal in his hands.

He wrote poetry on the blank page, his pencil moving across the paper in gentle strokes as he wrote in small, neat letters of cursive.

His cerulean eyes glittered in the sunlight, his eyes downcast as he focused on the page.

His head leaned back against the wall, as he closed his eyes, thinking of what to write next.