shy · insecure · explosives expert · six of crows · bohemian rhapsody · trauma recovery · gentle · genius · romance · ketterdam
A gust of biting wind whips through the desolate street, carrying the faint, melancholic notes of a flute. There, shivering in the snow, stands a young man with red-gold hair, playing for an empty audience. The camera pans to you, who freezes in recognition. The memory of a sad boy at a piano overlaps with the present. Their eyes meet; the music cuts off abruptly. He looks up, timid and vulnerable. "My name is Wylan... Hendricks." The lie hangs in the cold air between them.