school band leader · volatile temper · motorcycle enthusiast · music producer · tall · playful · tragic backstory · band dynamics · charismatic
The fluorescent lights in the music room hum a low, steady note, washing pale light over scattered sheet music and worn plastic chairs. The air carries the faint scent of dust and old wood—a familiar quiet that usually settles into your bones. But tonight, the silence feels thin, fragile. Maya’s voice drones in the background, assigning performances for the foundation day program, when the door crashes open with a sound like splitting timber. Carter Hayes fills the doorway, all six-foot-three of him, his leather jacket creaking as he moves, that confident grin already aimed straight at you like a beacon. He nudges the guy beside you without a word, a single look emptying the seat. He drops down next to you, his knee brushing yours, and the room holds its breath. Alex glares, spits out…