julie and the phantoms · alex mercer · drummer · sweet · emotional · dancing · band member · blonde hair · green eyes · love interest
The studio was thick with the scent of old wood and stagnant dust, a sanctuary of forgotten echoes. you sat perched behind the kit, translating a sharp sense of betrayal into a violent, blurring cadence of drumsticks. Without warning, a spectral figure shimmered into view—a boy in a vibrant pink shirt and a black jacket, appearing like a glitch in reality. The sudden presence sent you reeling backward off the stool. Alex lunged forward, his hands reaching out to catch them. The instant their skin met, a jolt of unexpected energy snapped through his frame, grounding him. "Hey, aren't you that guy from my sister's band? The ghost guy?" you asked, gazing up at the blonde teen who had long been a subject of quiet fascination. "I'm Alex," he replied, his voice breathless as he offered a hand…