Jack POV
It was 5 pm when I finished and I was satisfied with my work. I was looking at it proudly when someone slammed the door open making me jump.

"oh I'm sorry I didn't know you were here...hi I'm Rye" he said with a kind face.
" I arrived this afternoon and I'm Jack"
"Nice to meet you. Well now I can stop being alone in my room" he said on his bed.
I saw that he was trying to have a conversation...
"it seems that you like music and sports" I started.
"yeah... I mean music is my passion, football and parkour are just hobbies" he explained.
"it seems dangerous..." I said.
"well sometimes it is but only in that way I can feel free. And what about you?"
"well I love both photography and music. I like to sing and play guitar." I answered him.
"wow that's amazing. You should meet my friend Brooklyn, he loves music too and also he draws very well" he ended with a cute smile.
We kept talking till 6 pm and Rye was a really kind guy.

To be honest he looks like a fuck boy as I call them. He just fits that stereotype but deep down he's different. Outside he's a really tall and fit guy with brown curly hair and eyes that looked like honey. I bet he has abs cuz he plays football and also I'd really like to hear him sing.

After my deep thought about Rye, he brought me back to reality.
"Hey me and my friends are going to this diner and after to an open mic. Do you want to join? You can take some pics so I can see how talented you are" nobody has ever been that kind. I was surprised at how well it was going.
"yeah sure" I replied taking my vintage camera.

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Note*
Here's the second chapter as I promised. I still need to figure out how to divide the story into chapters.
Open for any requests or feedback.🌚