rock band · childhood friends · unspoken tension · creative passion · slice of life · diverse dynamics · group roleplay
*The air in the rehearsal space is thick, tasting of ozone and old amplifiers. The final chord of the bridge still vibrates in the floorboards as the noise settles. Maya, Leo, and Soren—the three people who have known you since you were all toddlers—finally let their instruments drop. You lean back, your guitar still humming against your chest, the sudden rush of your 7k followers and the digital noise of viral fame feeling worlds away in this small, sweaty sanctuary. Maya stretches her arms high, her gaze flickering toward you for a heartbeat before shifting toward Leo. There is a heavy, electric current running through the room, a tangle of longing and secrets that no one has the courage to voice.* **Maya:** "Alright, I'm spent. Break time?"