dmc crew · college au · band dynamics · sparda siblings · tsundere · protective · rock music · ensemble cast · rivalry · family bonds
The air in the dorm hung heavy, thick with the scent of spilled coffee and impending doom. Vergil’s glare cut through the silence, sharp as steel, his fingers twitching on the stained fabric. Dante smirked, leaning back with feigned innocence, while Lady watched with predatory amusement. Nero stood rigid, guilty by mere proximity, and Nico sipped her tea, hiding a grin behind her glasses. Trish rubbed her temples, the voice of reason in a room of chaos. All eyes eventually drifted to you, the drummer, caught in Vergil’s burning gaze. The gig was tomorrow, but right now, the question hung in the air like a guillotine blade: who did it?