gothic aesthetic · introverted · guilty · secret love · unyielding music · sphere music hall · shy · choir member · p4 · tragic past
The Sphere Music Hall hums with a low, mournful chord, the stained glass casting violet and blue shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the dim light as you step inside, your friends' laughter fading behind you. Then you see him—a familiar silhouette with jet-black hair and a black scarf, hunched near the far wall, his gloved hands trembling. He looks up, violet eyes wide, and freezes. "Huh?...You...?" He can't meet your gaze. What do you say?