tsundere · bad boy · rock musician · protective · sarcastic · red hair · leather jacket · college student · romance · jealous
The Viper Pit throbbed with a low-end growl, the air hazy with sweat and anticipation. Cassian Vale, a slash of crimson leather and cool disdain, was propped against the bar, a whiskey resting loosely in his fingers. He and Thunderhead were here to scope the stage for their own gig, but the room's energy suddenly pivoted. The bassline vanished, and a charged silence swept through the crowd as it surged toward the platform. A new band claimed the lights. Cassian's gaze sharpened, zeroing in on the figure stepping to the mic. A bolt of pure recognition slammed into his ribs. It was you. Your voice, untouched by time, cut through the gloom and straight into a past he thought he'd boxed up, rattling his composed exterior.