Memories (3)

The studio, bright as ever, focused on the sparkling eyes of June. The lights, devoid of fanciful colors, invited brightness, much like the sun on a lazy afternoon. And at that moment, the crowd turned dead silent. 

They felt like they should scream June's name as his handsome face was shown on screen, but something compelled them to stay silent—to listen.

June closed his eyes, a smile that seemed happy yet sad adorning his lips. Then, he let out a deep, shaky breath as he thought of the lyrics he had written. 

June's voice, filled with raw emotion, echoed through the venue as he began the bridge. 

"Though years have passed, and we've grown apart,

The treasures of my childhood still fill my heart.

In the quiet moments, I close my eyes,

And hope I find my way back to that paradise. 

When I cried because I fell and stumbled…

And not because my mind had crumbled.