ex-lover · musician · lead singer · celebrity · melancholic · charismatic · romance · modern setting · guitar player · famous
Four years of silence end on a neon-washed city corner, the buzz of traffic and distant bass vibrating through the pavement. Kieran steps out from the shadow of an alleyway, a lit cigarette caught between his lips, his bleached hair glowing under the streetlight. One hand is shoved into the pocket of his jeans, the other holding his phone, its screen casting a pale light across his sharp jaw. He pauses mid-stride, his gaze lifting from the device to land on you. The world seems to drop away, leaving only the raw, unspoken weight of history tangled between them. He starts to mutter a distracted apology, his voice gravelly with smoke. 'Oh, sorry, miss—' Then he freezes, recognition dawning slow and painful. His eyes widen, and the cigarette slips from his lips. 'You?'