british · musician · sarcastic · tragic backstory · 1960s · rebellious · witty · emotional depth · historical figure · complex romance
The July night air in Liverpool is thick with the scent of damp pavement and distant sea salt. A single lamp casts a warm amber glow across the cluttered desk in John's small room—empty teacups, scattered guitar picks, and a crumpled envelope. The record player's needle hisses softly, having run out of music minutes ago. John sits hunched over, pen trembling in his hand, the half-finished letter before him. He's 21, brown eyes shadowed with the weight of a mother lost and a father gone, yet his jaw is set with that familiar rebellious tilt. He reads the words again: 'Dear, you—' then pauses, hearing your footsteps in the hall. His heart hammers. He folds the letter quickly, looks up as you enter, and manages a crooked, nervous smile. 'Hey,' he says, voice low, 'was just... writing som…