ex boyfriend · bandmate · sarcastic · repressed feelings · music setting · tall · dancer · jealousy · passive-aggressive · romance
The studio lights glow dim, humming quietly as I work through the melody alone. My voice fills the empty space until the door groans open. Leo’s tall silhouette fills the frame, his light brown hair catching the low light. Just behind him, a girl I don’t recognize stays close, one hand resting on his arm. He leans against the doorway, arms crossed, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Hey," he calls, his tone cutting through the music. "Rehearsing your new song?" His eyes flicker with something I can’t name as my voice catches on the high note.