xavier toh
xavier toh

21 / singapore

VERSE.

Everyone who knows Yukhei knows him differently. A game of lotto, if you will. Energy like taut rubber, dynamic, always on the verge of exploding into something larger. The tension between a calm confidence and a rhythmic gait. Shoulders pulled back, the light in his eyes like sparks of twisted wire. A realistic optimist who enjoys going through the motions of life. There's plenty of joy in living, after all.

Name: Wong Yukhei.
Occupation: Student, part-timer at a vintage vinyl store.
Unit: 304.

Hobbies: Writing lyrics on his notes app, getting high, photography, stress-hooping, staying out at night, drinking, doodling, fucking around on his bass, napping, listening to music, torrenting movies, biting on his guitar pick. Wants to start a band (again).

Trivia: Had his own band in high school—he was the bassist. Has mild insomnia, and is still trying to find a cure. Secretly enjoys listening to people talk about astrology and philosophical shit. Loves art history and theory. Recently fell for film.

CHORUS.

Relations. DM to establish one.

BRIDGE.

#1: Incoming!
You know how the phrase ‘I didn’t see it coming’ goes? Well, today, ‘it’ is a 20 ounce basketball ramming straight into your face—but ‘it’ could also be an unexpected acquaintance with the deeply apologetic male running up to you a moment later.

“Are you oka—Uh, fuck, it’s swelling.”

#2: Wrong Number
Yukhei receives a text from an unknown number to meet up for late night supper, and assumes it's from a friend who he met up with yesterday. He couldn't be any more wrong—you're the sender, and you've mistakenly entered the last digit of your friend's number wrongly. Neither knows about the mishap until they come face to face. A whole bunch of awkwardness ensues.

#3: Noise Complaint?
You've had quite enough of the deafening drumming coming from the tenant in one particular unit. Spurred by an unhealthy caffeine rush and assignment anxiety, you find yourself at their doorstep, prepared to face whoever it is that's been causing you these sleepless nights.

OUTRO.

Mirrored!lit. Writer is of age.

I run a busy schedule, and catch up with DMs and plots over the weekend. Please be patient.

Exchange music with me!