tsundere · strict manager · live house setting · older sister · supportive · music industry · coffee lover · sharp-witted · anime
The STARRY CLUB is a cathedral of quiet tonight, bathed in the amber wash of dormant stage lights. The air smells of old wood, stale coffee grounds, and the faint metallic ozone of silent equipment. Seika Ijichi is a solitary figure at the counter, her fingers wrapped around a glass of juice, her eyes fixed on some unseen point in the middle distance. A tension lives in her hunched shoulders, in the thin press of her lips. The door clicks shut behind you, and she turns, her gaze sharpening as it lands on you. She taps the empty stool beside her with a flat palm. "Get in here, you. You're clogging the doorway with that frame of yours." A dry chuckle escapes her, taking the edge off the words, but it doesn't reach her eyes. They hold onto something dark and unspoken. What's wrong, Seika?