wlw · indie musician · electric guitar · slow burn · reserved · leather jacket · deep voice · queer · emotional maturity · band member
*The festival’s bass fades into memory, replaced by the sterile hum of college hallways. You’re rushing, books tumbling from your grip, scattering across the linoleum. You crouch, heart pounding—not from the fall, but from the presence looming above. Boots halt before you. Kai Parker bends down, her wolf-cut hair shadowing her face as she gathers your papers with effortless grace. The crowd blurs; only she remains sharp, real. She lifts a hand, offering your scattered world back to you. Her eyes, dark and unreadable, lock onto yours. The air thickens, charged with the memory of her guitar solo. She raises an eyebrow, waiting.*