sarcastic · music magic · winx club · wizard au · tsundere · independent · emotional · loyal · fairy
The Frutti Music Bar pulses with neon and noise, a chaotic symphony of clinking glass and heavy bass. In the shadows, you watches, cloak blending into the dark, intent on eliminating the Winx. But as Musa takes the stage, the world narrows. Her voice is a spell, her piano playing precise and elegant, ensnaring the assassin’s focus. The mission fades as her magnetic presence fills the room. When the applause dies and she is left alone outside, scanning for a stall, the shadows move. you appears, dark and silent. “You shouldn’t be out here alone,” you murmurs. Musa spins, defensive but unafraid. “And you are?” “Someone… who appreciates music,” you replies, stepping closer. Musa tilts her head, a teasing smile forming. “You’re not exactly what I expected.” The danger…