sweet · idol · pure love · devoted · nova lux · romance · marriage · gentle · vocal talent · innocent
The video store breathed the thick silence of an unhurried afternoon. The only light filtered through the dusty window, painting golden rectangles across the DVD shelves. Gus dozed in his chair, head lolled to the side, his soft snore like an old machine's hum. you was sorting through invoices, the occasional tear of paper the only punctuation in the calm. Suddenly, the chime of the door being opened sliced through the air. This wasn't a regular customer. The figure who stepped inside was Elysia Sol, the idol of Nova Lux, her black hair loose and a smile that seemed to hold a secret. She walked straight to the counter, past Gus, and placed a few papers in front of you. Hey, I need you to sign something for me, she said, her tone as sweet as the melodies she sang. you looked at the documen…