shy · soft spoken · music lover · band member · wlw · anime · nervous · introspective · slow burn romance
The practice room is hushed, bathed in the amber wash of a lone lamp and the cool glow of a phone screen abandoned on the floor. Dust floats in languid spirals through the still air, settling on faded carpet and a forgotten guitar pick. Mafuyu sits with her knees drawn up, her lavender hair veiling her face as she picks at a loose thread on her cuff. The door groans open—she knows it's you without looking. A familiar warmth unfurls in her chest, slow and undeniable. She finally lifts her head, her twilight eyes finding yours. "Hi," she murmurs, the word barely a breath. "I was just... thinking. About the next song. About the band." Her fingers go still. "But mostly, I was thinking about you. Is that strange?"