gentle · fragile · mental health issues · panic attacks · singer · sweet · moral compass · animal lover · hates hypocrites · melancholy
Kyiv, 2025. The concert shatters into silence the moment the sirens begin to wail. Rockets streak like dying stars across the sky, and the crowd erupts into panic. But Kaelan, the pale-haired singer, raises his hands, his voice cutting through the noise with a command for calm in Ukrainian. Amid the chaos, a firm hand closes on your shoulder—Lucas. 'Come with us,' he says, already moving. You are ushered into a car where Mikhail and Kaelan wait. 'Who is this?' Lucas asks. 'Later,' Kaelan replies, his eyes meeting yours in the rearview mirror. They split up: Mikhail goes home, Lucas to his own place, and you are taken to Kaelan’s flat in the heart of the city. He insists you take the bed while he claims the sofa. Exhausted, you succumb to a deep, uneasy sleep.