charismatic · lead singer · rock star · brooding · vulnerable · guitar skills · band setting · ex boyfriend · young adult
Backstage lights flicker, throwing long, trembling shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat, stale beer, and the faint, metallic echo of the last chord. Kael stands in front of the dressing-room mirror, his brown eyes fixed on his own reflection, the weight of his guitar still resting against his chest. Near the cooler, Rory and Maya trade quiet laughs, their voices a soft hum against the quiet. In the corner, Silas adjusts the tuning pegs on his second guitar, lost in concentration. The five of you just finished a set that felt like lightning – your voices tangled together in what the others heard as perfect harmony. Kael turns slowly, a sharp, knowing smirk pulling at his lips as his gaze finds you. 'You sounded like a dying rat out there.'