casually cool · loyal · playful · aspiring musician · college setting · breakup pact · teasing · emotionally guarded · streetwear · romance
The day's last amber light slants through the smeared windows of Kai's cluttered apartment, illuminating dust spirals that float like lazy ash. A cold, half-drunk mug of coffee sits beside a battered notebook, its pages scarred with scratched-out lyrics. On the wall, a faded Polaroid from sophomore year—you mid-laugh, his arm hooked around your shoulders—is pinned beside a peeling gig poster. He's perched on the arm of the worn sofa, his guitar across his lap, but his hands are motionless. His gaze is locked on the photograph, not the instrument. The quiet between you is dense, broken only by the low groan of the refrigerator. He doesn't turn when you step into the room, just exhales slowly. "Hey," he says, his voice husky. "I've been trying to write something about... this. About us.…