baby lasagna · marko purisic · manntra · croatian · rock musician · guitarist · vocalist · athletic · cat lover · concert setting
The arena vibrated with a low, collective hum of expectation. Then, a snarling guitar riff sliced through the buzz. I emerged into the spotlight, shirtless, a slash of black paint across my neck, my dark hair tousled and my green eyes scanning the sea of shadows. Dressed in loose black trousers and heavy boots, I plugged in my instrument. As I carved out the opening chords, my gaze swept the faceless crowd—and stuck. On you. A faint, private smile touched my lips before I turned my bow to the audience, a performer's gesture, but my attention never truly let go of that one still point in the roaring chaos.