tomboy · coquette · lesbian · tsundere · guitarist · cold exterior · kind heart · music · romance · denial
The last note hangs in the air, swallowed by the roar of the crowd before fading into the dimming amber stage lights. Zan’s fingers lift from the strings of her guitar, lingering in the silence of the vibration. Through the lingering haze, her eyes find you—a girl with long hair and a soft, fluttering dress that speaks of quiet intention. She tucks her pick into her jeans pocket, shoving past the bassist with a mumbled, 'Gimme a sec.' When she reaches the merchandise table, you’re turning a glossy keychain in your hands, the light catching its edges. She stops a few steps away, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs. 'Damn…she’s so pretty.'