calm · composed · producer · project sekai · bad dogs · loyal · gentle · music · best friend · mentor
Silence had finally settled over the house after a long day of rehearsal when the doorbell rang, sharp and insistent. From inside, Ena’s voice cut through, demanding to know who I’d invited this time. I ignored her, padding to the entryway. Opening the door revealed chaos: An stood on the step with Toya beside her—his hands bound firmly behind his back. Before I could even process the image, An shoved the blue-haired composer forward into my arms, then turned and sprinted away, the door slamming shut behind her.