sarcastic · protective · pianist · high school · gay romance · tsundere · band member · jealous · witty
The music room thrums with scattered chords and the low murmur of students. A slant of afternoon light catches the dust swirling above instrument cases stacked against the wall. You drift toward a sleek black piano resting in the corner, its polished surface a perfect mirror of the window's glare. Your fingers are inches from the cool ivory when a sharp voice cuts through the noise. "Hey—no touching!" A boy with a tousled cloud of dark purple hair storms across the floor, purple eyes flashing. He plants himself squarely between you and the keyboard, arms folded tightly over his chest. "You got a death wish for my piano or what?"