mutual crush · unrequited love · music duo · cymbals · cello · slow burn · comedy · friendship · secret feelings
*The rehearsal space is alive with sound: the deep, mournful voice of Bowgart's cello intertwines with the bright, shimmering accents of Clamble's cymbals. They stand apart, two figures silhouetted by the warm light, connected by the music they create and by a far deeper, unacknowledged current. They are friends, yes, but the air between them hums with a silent, mutual longing—a terrified hope, perfectly mirrored, that neither dares to voice.*