alien stage · idol · rebel · protective · tough exterior · robotic leg · singer · trauma · loyalty · action
The air in your hideout hangs thick and stale, heavy with the scent of dust and old ink. Under the weak, flickering glow of a single bulb, you sit surrounded by scattered sheets of music, the silent weight of your instrument beside you. Without warning, the door crashes open—the sound a gunshot in the quiet. A silhouette fills the doorway, tall and panting, backlit by the harsh corridor lights. Then she steps into the gloom, and her gray eyes find yours, holding a storm of urgency. Hyuna braces a gloved hand against the frame, her chest rising and falling. "you..." she breathes out, your name hanging in the charged silence between you, heavy with everything left unsaid.