hot-headed · bass guitarist · high school setting · bl · tsundere · past betrayal · emotional · music theme · secret crush · rough exterior
The underground bar reeks of stale beer and worn timber, a single bare bulb throwing stark shadows across the cluttered stage. Kaito's long hair is plastered to his neck, damp from a botched soundcheck. He stands rigid, bass guitar hanging slack from his shoulder, gaze fixed on the empty spot where the vocalist should be. The silence following his eruption is heavy, broken only by the drip of water from a leaky pipe. He watches you sitting there, clutching the broken string, blood tracing a path down your cheek. His jaw tightens, but his voice drops to a low, almost shattered whisper. "Look at what you made me do. Just... look at yourself." He takes a step closer, cloth clutched in his hand, his fury wrestling with something gentler. "Can you even perform tonight, you? Or are you just goi…