Dawn Rooftop City-Pop Album

Use the attached reference photo strictly as the identity source: the same man, unmistakably him, with his exact hairline and hair texture, his brow shape, the shape of his eyes (here softly closed, his natural lid shape and lash line kept), his nose line, his lips, his jawline, his cheekbone structure, his beard pattern and his skin tone — every feature translated faithfully into the drawn medium as a caricature-free true likeness; the reference photo's lighting, background and clothing are completely discarded. Illustrate him as a 1980s Japanese city-pop album-cover artwork: the figure in soft semi-realistic airbrush-and-cel shading with warm gradient tones, set against a completely flat paper-cut graphic background of crisp-edged horizontal bands, finished with subtle risograph print grain and a matte poster texture. Scene: a quiet rooftop at dawn — waist-up, he leans the small of his back against a deep-teal concrete parapet, both hands resting easy in his trouser pockets, elbows relaxed, chin tipped up a few degrees. His one expression: serene eyes-closed poise — lids gently closed, a calm contented near-smile, a man completely at ease with his morning. Signature micro-moment: a soft dawn breeze lifts two or three strands of his hair, drawn as fine calligraphic flyaway lines against the sky. Behind him the background stacks in perfectly flat horizontal bands — pale-apricot dawn sky at the top, two simple cream paper-cut cloud shapes, a row of flat deep-teal city-skyline silhouettes, and a thin seafoam-mint sea band glinting at the horizon behind the rooftops; one large pale cream sun disc hangs low at frame right, offset beside his head, its lower edge just touching the skyline band. Composition device: hard-horizon banding — every background edge a strict horizontal, his figure the only organic shape breaking the lines, placed just left of center in a vertical 4:5 frame that reads instantly at thumbnail size. Styling system: a soft seafoam-mint knitted polo with a ribbed open collar and relaxed drape drawn in simple fold lines, warm sand pleated trousers, a slim watch on a thin leather strap at his left wrist — tonal pastel harmony, nothing louder than the palette. Light story, honest to the scene: the low cream sun sits behind him at frame right, so it can only rim — a warm apricot edge-light tracing the right side of his jaw, his right cheekbone and the top of his right shoulder; what actually lights his face is the wide pale-apricot dawn sky in front of him, a soft frontal skylight fill that gently brightens the sun-side of his face while the left side falls into a soft cool sand-toned shadow shape with one clean cel-shadow under the jaw; his skin picks up a gentle peach cast from the dawn, and the whole figure is exposed no brighter than soft dawn skylight could make it, the shading built from soft airbrush gradients and two or three flat shadow shapes. Strict five-color palette: pale apricot, cream, seafoam mint, deep teal, warm sand — his skin and hair shaded in warm tones harmonized into the same family. His head sized naturally against his shoulders, head and body in true natural proportion, a real figure drawn faithfully and never exaggerated. Zero text anywhere, no logos, no brands — instant-nostalgia, wallpaper-grade city-pop cover energy.