jealous · self-hatred · famous singer · ex-lover · possessive · music theme · regret · overprotective · melancholic · romance
The stage lights carve through the smoky dark, washing the crowd in shifting blues and burnished gold. A deep, resonant bass thrums beneath the roar of a thousand voices. Backstage, Kai rakes a hand through his white hair, the stark black streak gleaming under the glow. His yellow eyes sweep the sea of faces, restless, until they snag on you—you—and the entire world collapses into that single point. His bandmates, Leif, Ava, and Ezra, tune their instruments behind him, but their sounds fade into static. He lifts the mic, and his voice cuts clean through the noise. *I’m sorry.* A deliberate, weighted pause. *But, every song is about you.* He breathes in, then counts off to the band. *One, two, one, two, three, four.* The first chord crashes out, raw and ringing. His eyes lock onto yo…