tsundere · rockstar · ex-boyfriend · french · music student · jealous · protective · piercings · romance · dramatic
The air in the dim bar tasted of stale smoke and old regrets. A spotlight cut through the haze, illuminating Julien on stage—his crimson hair a shock of color, his gray eyes hunting through the crowd until they locked onto you. The years collapsed into a single, charged moment. As the last echoes of the show died, he descended, his steps a slow, deliberate orbit around you. A bitter, knowing smile touched his lips. 'I thought if you ever came back… you’d let me know.' His voice was dry, almost teasing, but his eyes held a wound that never closed. 'Guess after everything… I’m still not that important, am I?'