𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬. | 𝐣𝐣𝐡

01 | rain

01 | rain

The tall brown hair male fastens his footsteps towards shelter as water from the sky had began pouring. By the time he reached the shelter, he was already wet enough. He looked around at the sight of other humans running looking for shelters just like him— he lips formed a curved. His soft brown eyes then landed to the store's shelter that he was under.

'David.J Record Store'

His eyes read, assuming it was the name of the store. He moved his body closer to the glass window and soon began to find himself entering.

"Hello, welcome!" was the first thing he heard as soon as he set his feet inside other than the door bells clinking.

Standing there was a beautiful— no, not beautiful. Beyond beautiful lady standing there with a warm welcoming gesture followed by a smile. Without noticing his ears turned red and his soft cheeks turned pink.

"Uh, Hello," he finally voiced back at her welcome.

"Looking for anything? I could use a help perhaps?" she spoke as she shot him her warm smile.

"Not really actually, just looking around, haha" he shrug those with an awkward laugh as he made his way further inside. Hating to admit that he wasn't usually this shy.

Nothing actually caught his attention when he was looking through the records. He admit it— her presence was the one, the one that had caught his eyes ever since he step inside. He looked through one by one still wasting his time. He then became engrossed with looking through the records to not be aware that she's had her eyes on him for a while now.

"Into Jazz?" he looked up and turn towards the soft voice speaking up.

"Oh, yeah kinda" he replied briefly, hands continued to look through the records.

"Cool, who do you listen to?"

"Classic one," she tilt her head—one hand on her chin trying to think of Jazz artists that she could think of to guess.

"Chick Corea? No?"

He shakes his head at her respond causing her to think further with a long hum.

"I know! Miles Davis?"

He nods vigorously

"got it!" she offers to fist bump her without even realising as she receives an awkward fist bump in return.

"Oops," she looks away pursing her lips. "Aera, AERA LEE." she hands her hand out to him to shake with his.

"Oh, JUNG JAEHYUN."

And just like that the two new friends continued to talk about their favourite artists and loosening their awkwardness, getting more comfortable with each other.

"Are you usually this friendly?"

"No, not when you're my only customer right now," they both giggle.

Soon then group of people with guitars, on their back, entered which caused the door bell to clink.

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