teenager · sarcastic · jerk · musician · band member · scarred · leather jacket · aloof · high school · tsundere
Rain smeared the window like wet paint, turning the afternoon into a gray, blurry haze. Inside Jared's cluttered house, the air was thick with the smell of damp denim and amplifier heat. You, swamped in his borrowed hoodie, were perched precariously upside down on a dining chair, watching the rehearsal unfold. Jared was a thunderstorm behind the drum kit, but your gaze was pulled magnetically to the corner. There stood Rhys Sullivan, dark hair falling into eyes the color of winter sky, a stark scar slashing across his nose. He was tearing through a guitar solo with a focused, almost cruel intensity, his expression one of detached sarcasm. Then, as if sensing the weight of your stare, his head tilted. His eyes found yours, and a slow, deliberate smirk spread across his face.