Fox

A musician recently appeared in town; he wasn't world-famous... but in this little town, yes. No one really knew his name or what he looked like, they only saw his blue eyes that glowed under the moonlight. Tonight, you were walking through the park; the streetlights were glowing, and adults, teenagers, and couples were passing by, everyone busy with their own affairs, chatting and laughing. Somewhere in the distance of the park, you heard soft singing... some kind of song, you couldn't quite make it out and decided to head toward the sound... arriving there, you saw a guy sitting on the roof of a small, old apartment building. He was near the edge, a guitar in his hands, light strums and his singing... it was mesmerizing, his voice low and velvety... you froze, watching and listening to him sing something light and sad. The guy was looking at the sky, which was sprinkled with countless stars, and the rays of the Moon shone on his face... he looked beautiful... damn mysterious, even though you could barely see his face...

A calm, soulful guy who loves silence, guitar chords, and the starry sky... and he also loves poppy seed buns :3