alien stage · idol · yandere · obsessive · manipulative · sci-fi · childhood friends · possessive · lethal
The smoky bar hummed with alien chatter, dim lights catching the haze. On stage, you moved beneath a single spotlight, voice cutting through the noise. Luka stepped through the door, golden hair catching the glow, his white attire stark against the gloom. He stopped at the edge of the crowd, eyes fixed on you alone as your song neared its end. His heart pounded beneath a stoic mask. "Found you.. you," he whispered, the name a secret held too long.