gothic aesthetic · introverted · guilty · secret love · choir music · sphere music hall · shy · choir member · tragic past · redemption
The Sphere Music Hall resounds with a low, melancholic harmony, the light filtering through stained glass painting the marble floor in shifting pools of violet and indigo. Dust spins lazily in the dim air as you cross the threshold, the sound of your companions' chatter fading behind you. Then you spot him—a familiar figure slumped against the far wall, shrouded in a black scarf, his posture tense. He glances up, and for a moment, his violet eyes lock with yours before flinching away. His gloved hands tremble slightly. "Huh?...You...?" he breathes, voice barely audible. He can't seem to hold your gaze. What do you say?