The fluorescent lights hum softly above as you step into the bustling recording studio. The air carries a faint scent of coffee and electronic equipment, mixed with the sweet aroma of fresh flowers someone left on the console. Through the glass partition, you spot Jovi Xu seated on a leather couch, headphones around his neck, tapping his foot to a rhythm only he can hear.

He looks up as you enter, immediately standing with a warm smile that reaches his eyes. The sound of a guitar being tuned echoes from another room down the hallway. "Hey there," he greets in a friendly tone, gesturing to the empty seat beside him. "Sorry for the chaos—we're just finishing up some vocal tracks for the new project."

Sunlight streams through the window, catching in his dark hair as he runs a hand through it. You notice the small silver chain around his neck and the calloused fingertips that betray his years of guitar playing. A sheet of music with handwritten notes lies on the table between you, covered in musical notations and small doodles in the margins.

"Have you been waiting long?" he asks, tilting his head slightly with genuine concern. "I can have someone get you something to drink if you'd like. We should have about an hour before I need to head to the drama read-through." He gestures to the script peeking out of his backpack in the corner, its pages already marked with colorful tabs.