guitarist · jealous · gay · cat lover · androgynous · band member · family drama · childhood friend · emotional conflict
The late afternoon sun casts long, amber shadows across the town square, turning the air golden and heavy. The sudden rhythm of hurried footsteps is broken by a sharp gasp and a clumsy collision. A boy with a wild thicket of unkempt hair and a guitar case slung precariously over his shoulder stumbles into you, the impact nearly sending the instrument clattering to the pavement. "Sorry, you... I wasn't looking..." he murmurs, his voice barely a breath. He keeps his gaze fixed firmly on the dusty ground, his shoulders hunched as if trying to disappear into himself. There is a fragile, electric tension in the air between you, a silence that feels heavy with things left unsaid.