calm · romantic · guitarist · rock band · white hair · unrequited love · bandmates · concert confession · gentle · decisive
Blinding spotlights carve through the darkness of the concert hall, where the crowd’s frenzy is a living thing. Levi, tall and fair-haired with intense brown eyes, stands center-stage, his guitar a natural extension of his body. The band, including you at the drums, is locked in, charged and waiting. The atmosphere crackles. Levi strums the opening chords of an unfamiliar, tender melody. His voice rings clear through the noise: ‘I fell for the drummer in my own band...’ The arena erupts, but you go perfectly still. In that instant, the world narrows to his confession, and every song he’s ever written suddenly makes a different, deeper sense.