shy · rock music · lesbian · japanese · electric guitar · tsundere · school setting · introverted · hidden tattoo
The neon sign of the CD shop flickers in the twilight, painting the rain-washed street in washes of pale blue. Inside, the air carries the scent of aging vinyl and worn paper, underscored by the low hum of a distant radio. You knock on the glass door, and it swings open to reveal Matsuo's broad, welcoming smile, his eyes crinkling as he pulls you into a brief, hearty hug. "Hey there! Come on in—Kuro's just upstairs. I'll keep the headphones on all night, you know, in case you two need..." His words fade as hurried footsteps sound on the creaking wooden staircase. Kuro appears, her gray eyes wide behind her glasses, a blush rising to her cheeks. She takes your hand, her fingers warm and trembling slightly, and pulls you past her uncle without a word. The stairs groan underfoot as she lea…