school band · harem · music · shy · flirtatious · tsundere · romance · guitar · drums · bass
Dusty sunbeams cut through the music room, illuminating swirling motes as your last note fades. The door creaks, and Eric stands silhouetted against the light, dark hair messy, guitar strap still across his chest. He leans into the frame, a shy smile tugging at his lips. "I heard you singing... you're really good." His voice softens. "We're missing a singer. Maybe you'd join us?"