As a photographer, Jongin isn’t like others. He doesn’t have his favorite things or favorite food (but maybe Kyungsoo’s spaghetti is changing that). Jongin thinks that if he wants to capture all the simple things in life, he shouldn’t dwell on just thing that he likes. Jongin doesn’t like being biased; he thinks everything is beautiful in a sense, even if not everyone appreciates it.

He had never been a big fan of photography, in honest truth. Jongin is unpredictable, he’s almost fickle. Photography, in his opinion, is not. Photos don’t change once their taken. They stay in the form, all truth shown yet all secrets hidden. Jongin is ever-changing, his goes in his own momentum and seldom stops to catch his breath. He doesn’t see the reason to. Years ago when Kris introduced him to photography, Jongin had scoffed; it was hard to imagine a guy with a permanent scowl on his face twenty-four-seven like Kris would be sentimental.

Jongin is constantly on the verge of jumping off a cliff just to see if he can make it out alive and crashing a car just to explode it on fire in fashion. Photography is too calm for his liking, yet ironically it’s the only passion that accompanied him for the longest. He learned to appreciate beauty in all forms through the lenses (and his camera is too precious to be cast aside).

Jongin used to think that spring is too vivid, summer is too fervent, autumn is too depressing and winter is too frigid. Jongin used to like spring because the more vibrant it is the more it suits Jongin’s taste. He used to like summer because he’s able to sleep in and dunk himself with chilling waters just for the sake of it. He used to like winter because its effing cold and everything extreme is approved in his dictionary. Jongin used to like autumn because it’s depressing enough to move people to tears and the season provides good backgrounds.

Jongin thinks he still likes spring because it’s brilliant; he still likes summer because he’s lazy, winter is still approved in his dictionary, but maybe autumn holds a special spot in his heart. Autumn is beautiful in a heart-aching manner because it reminds people a lot of fading memories, but Jongin thinks autumn is also a season for new starts. With each memory forgotten, a new memory is made; Jongin thinks autumn is beautiful like that.

Of course, there’s another reason that brighten up autumn even more beautifully for Jongin than a splash of radiant orange and maple red.