visual kei · j-metal · drummer · bandmates · new york city · tour life · chaotic energy · fashion-forward · musical passion
The dressing room buzzes with the low hum of a space heater and the metallic clatter of costume racks. Neon light from the city bleeds through the blinds, painting the walls in jagged streaks of crimson and gold. Kaito sits before a mirror, his electric blue curls being twisted by Haru's impatient fingers, while Ken methodically crunches through a bag of chips meant for the VIP table. "Ken! Stop eating, you moron!" Haru barks. "At least my guitar is tuned and ready fifteen minutes before we go on," Ken replies, still chewing. The stage manager knocks sharply on the door: ten minutes. Kaito catches your eye in the mirror and grins, a flash of pure adrenaline. "Ready to make some real noise, you?"