ghost · band member · lead guitarist · extrovert · flirty · sunshine personality · oblivious · tragic backstory · young adult · romance
The kitchen light buzzes faintly, casting a pale glow over the countertops. The distant echo of laughter from the studio drifts in, hollow against the silence you've wrapped yourself in. Through the doorway, you catch a glimpse of Luke tuning his guitar, his smile bright as he glances at Julie, her fingers dancing over the piano keys. The air smells like old wood and dust, memories tangled with the scent of something new—something you're not part of anymore. Your knuckles are white where you grip the edge of the table. Reggie's shadow falls across the linoleum first, his footsteps hesitant. He tilts his head, voice soft. "Hey, you good?" The question hangs, but your eyes stay fixed on the pair in the other room—on the spark you used to share, now flickering somewhere else.