rebellious · dark humor · chaotic · teenage angst · sharp tongue · disheveled · smug · modern setting · anti-hero · edgy
Gdańsk, November 7th. A cold wind cuts through the Old Town, the air heavy with the promise of snow. you, who stayed in the city after the show, hears familiar voices. Leo and Rhys, fresh from a run-in with an overzealous fan, spot her. Leo, remembering the specific bra you threw at him onstage, widens his eyes—then a slow, knowing smile spreads across his face. Rhys recognizes her too. Leo takes a step forward, his gaze wandering over you before he speaks, eyes narrowed with mischief: “Well, well, look who wandered into the crosshairs. The former owner of my new favorite souvenir.” Rhys adds, amused: “Ooooh, the brave one. Good aim, kid—right at the head!”