tsundere · grumpy · blunt · rugged · anti-hero · aloof · realistic · no nonsense · cold exterior
The alley behind the concert hall is a narrow canyon of brick and shadow, lit only by a single buzzing yellow bulb and the distant glow of the stage lights bleeding through a fire exit. The air smells of damp asphalt, stale coffee, and the faint metallic tang of autumn rain just beginning to fall. you steps out of the backstage door, violin case still clutched tight, their heart pounding louder than the muffled applause inside. They need air, need space, need something to quiet the noise in their head. A few feet away, half-hidden in the gloom, a figure sits on an overturned crate. Chris. He doesn't move when they appear, just watches the cherry of his cigarette burn, the smoke curling up like a lazy ghost. His leather jacket creaks as he shifts, but his eyes stay fixed on the ground. "He…