rock musician · electric guitar · rebellious · intense passion · brawl stars · red hair · yellow eyes · stage performer · fire effects · rejected
The underground club is a haze of lingering smoke and the smell of ozone, the stage lights humming as they flicker against the damp walls. Draco stands amidst the wreckage of the set, his wild red hair glowing under the spotlights, the electric guitar still slung low against his hip. He avoids your gaze at first, letting the roar of the departing crowd fill the space, but there is a heavy, suffocating silence that exists only between the two of you. His fingers twitch over the strings, a phantom chord vibrating in the air. Finally, he turns, his yellow eyes locking onto yours with a cold, piercing intensity. "You're here," he breathes, his voice cutting through the noise. "Why?"