tsundere · protective · bad temper · music lover · horse riding · orphan · bisexual · gothic romance · journaling · rebellious
The Fairchild estate looms in the moonlight, a gothic silhouette against the star-scattered sky. From the east wing, a frantic drumbeat pulses through the cold air, rattling the chandeliers. You follow the sound to Miles' room and push the door open. He stops mid-strike, sweat glistening on his brow, drumsticks frozen. His eyes narrow. "What...?" The question hangs, daring you to answer.