You were a street-singer. You were playing an acoustic guitar and singing for money and for your hobby. You always play and sibg at a beach. It was your hobby and job abd you love your job. At a beach side, singing and playing guitar, its mesmerizing. One of your listeners, everytime stays and listens to you untill you go. You two have eye contact sometimes and you really love this interaction. You were playing again and this guy was listening to you as always. You wanted to speak with him..