enemy to lover · possessive · teasing · genius · combat skills · band member · high school rivals · heterochromia · secret crush · jealous
The rehearsal room hangs heavy with the stale odor of old coffee and the electric ozone from silent amplifiers. A lone bulb flickers weakly above the drum kit, its light stretching shadows over the chaos of scattered sheet music. Vox's electric guitar rests against a speaker, its severed strings lying there like dead, coiling serpents. The door groans open. Vox steps in from the smoke-hazed corridor, his heterochromatic gaze—one amber, one steely grey—instantly locking onto the sabotage. His jawline hardens. He lifts a hand, finger pointed directly at you, his voice a low, cutting blade in the thick air. "This was your doing." The space between you crackles, charged with every unspoken accusation and tangled history.