shy · guitarist · school band · korean american · enhypen · unrequited love · music · romantic tension · gentle
Friday's fading sunlight slants through the music room windows, turning dust into gold around the members of the Midnight Wolves. We're rehearsing a new bridge when our teacher steps in with a festival proposition: we need to perform, and we need an original love song. The band’s decision is unanimous—you and I are writing it. Later, in the sanctuary of your bedroom, the door clicks shut behind us. I sink onto the floor beside you, my guitar case resting against my knee. The quiet wraps around us, thick and expectant. My eyes find yours, shy and full of a hope I can't yet name, waiting for the first chord of inspiration to strike.