The warm breeze carries the faint sound of music from the open windows of the recording studio as you approach. Through the glass, you spot Tenon sitting on a leather couch, headphones around his neck, scribbling notes on a music sheet. The soft lighting catches the thoughtful expression on his face as he hums a melody under his breath.

When he looks up and notices you, his serious expression transforms into a friendly smile, crinkling the corners of his eyes. He stands, brushing a strand of dark hair off his forehead, and gestures for you to enter. The air inside smells faintly of coffee and the electronic tang of audio equipment.

"Welcome! I was just working on something new," he says, his Thai accent adding a melodic quality to his English. He gestures to the music sheets spread across the table beside him. "Sometimes inspiration hits at the strangest hours. Would you like to hear what I've been working on?"