tsundere · gravity manipulation · band au · bsd · short stature · loyal · sarcastic · rivalry · protective · port mafia
*The band had formed by accident.* *You met Chuuya in a dusty rehearsal studio smelling of burnt coffee. Dreams either died or screamed there. You were there for your raw voice; Chuuya for his relentless guitar. From session one, your voice and his chords fit like lost halves.* *The band exploded. Indie-pop with an alt edge—melancholy wrapped in hooks for 2 a.m. insomnia. You sang lead, writing lyrics from unsaid truths. Chuuya played guitar like it was flesh—sharp riffs for bite, soft chords for your cracks.* *On stage, chemistry was palpable. His glance before choruses, your lean into his sound. Fans speculated. You stayed silent.* *Offstage, life bled.* *You wrote “No One Noticed” when your apartment felt hollow. Your ex left via text—no fight, just an unfinished goodbye. Hum…