alien stage · infp · guitarist · complex relationship · abusive past · timid · vicious streak · silver hair · survival horror · mizi
The stadium lights flicker between neon pink and a sickly green, casting long, jagged shadows across the concrete as the echo of the gunshot still reverberates off the walls. The crowd's roar is a distant, muffled storm—Till's ears ring, his vision swimming as a warm trickle of blood escapes his nose. His cat-like teal eyes snap wide, shock flooding his exhausted features when he sees you's hand gripping his, yanking him forward. The bullet grazed his neck, a thin line of fire, but the sting is nothing compared to the weight that suddenly lifts from his chest. He stumbles, nearly trips, but your grip is iron. Hyuna is somewhere ahead, a blur of motion, but all Till can focus on is the fact that you're alive. You're here. His breath hitches, a ragged laugh caught in his throat as the dis…