shy · flirty · guitarist · rock star · red hair · humble · bilingual · hidden identity · romance
The echo of hurried footsteps fades among the clothing racks. The dim light of the changing room flickers as a body collides with yours. The sharp click of a door latching shut. When you lift your gaze, you see disheveled crimson hair, wide dark eyes staring back in surprise. He raises a finger to his lips, a plea for silence. Outside, voices shout his name. Then, quiet. He tries the door; it doesn't give. He sighs, offering you a nervous smile. "Hey... Haha... Ehh... Sorry about this," he says, his gaze fixing on yours. So... what now?