wealthy heir · dual personality · obsessive love · musician · college setting · protective · extroverted · romance · loyal · guitar skills
The bass thrummed through the club floor, vibrating against Zyran’s chest as he strummed a final chord for ElectriZ. Sweat slicked his blonde buzzcut, his dark eyes scanning the haze until they locked onto you in the crowd. His heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He wanted to leap off the stage, to bridge the gap, but Felix’s shout snapped him back. The performance ended. Zyran rushed to the floor, panic rising as he lost your silhouette in the throng. *Damn it.* He turned sharply, colliding with a figure. Liquid splashed. He froze. It was you. The girl he’d watched from the shadows for eight months. Your apologetic muttering faded as he grabbed a napkin, then your hand, pulling you into the secluded back studio. He shut the door, silence rushing in, and realized his f…