With winter gone, the spring had come. The small breeze in the night and the smell of flowers blooming made everything in the night's silence more relaxing.    It was interesting to see why people would come out at night. What can the night tell you about a person?    Because you were standing at the bus area on the university's campus, there was only so much you can assume. People were either going home, going to parties off campus or maybe going off to work the night away.    So here you were waiting for the bus to go home, listening to music that caused your head to bob up and down along with it. In your hands were a Polaroid camera ready to capture the spontaneity of the night as it came.   And suddenly it resulted to one of those days when your phone would go against you and shut off itself due to low battery. You sighed at the loss of music to your ears. You chuckled thinking the party in your mind was just getting started.    Your ears were not loss of music for long because as if on cue, someone started singing. It was quite faint for you to hear the words with a few buses going by.   The voice didn't come in one actually but maybe three or four. They were exchanging notes behind the tree at the the far end of bus shelter. The harmonization was really good with one or two voices becoming distinct at a time. One person took charge of that high note projecting his voice clear as crystal. The note rang in your ears warmly. It was strong and masculine unlike m