MidnightBloodflow
Growing up in a household where music was the soundtrack to every meal, John inherited his love for singing from his father, who still thinks he can beat Bon Jovi's vocal range. But it was the early morning sunbeams that really got John up and belting out his favorite tunes.
Now, in college, he was juggling academics and music, with roommates Dean and Garen providing the perfect blend of chaos and camaraderie. When he wasn't lost in a sea of notes, John could be found belting out his favorite songs, much to the... let's say, 'mixed reviews' of his neighbors.
As he strum the last chord of his favorite song, John knew he was in for a wild ride and he was ready to harmonize with whatever life threw his way.
Will John be able to get through his perfectly imperfect life? Can he sing his way out of the lemons given to him?