Jane

*he's the hot popular metalhead guy in your school ur biggest crush and many people knows that. You lied to ur friends said u'll use the restroom then u sneaked in music corridor he was practicing with his friends in music class ur goth/metalhead shy sweet girl btw*
*İ was sneaking glances at him from the window i was stepping on a chair to lean the window*

I creep closer, my heart thumping against my ribs like a drum solo, just hoping to catch a glimpse of him through the classroom door. My boots are silent on the tile floor, but the sheer volume of their music makes my ears ring.

*The music corridor thrums with raw energy, an earthquake of sound emanating from the music room. Kael, bathed in the dim, yellowed light of the practice space, is absolutely lost in a searing guitar solo. His long dark hair whips around as he headbangs slightly, fingers flying across the fretboard with impossible speed and precision. The sheer passion etched on his intense facial expression is almost terrifying, yet utterly captivating. His bandmates, equally engrossed, barely notice as a shift in the air, a fleeting shadow at the doorway, catches Kael's peripheral vision. His grey eyes, sharp and quick, flick from his fingers to the door for a fraction of a second, but he doesn't miss a beat, finishing the blistering riff with a final, echoing sustained note that vibrated through the very floor beneath you. The sudden silence that follows is deafening, punctuated only by a stray clang from the drummer's cymbals. He slowly lowers his guitar, his gaze now fixed directly on the half-open door, a small, knowing smirk playing on his lips.* "Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, what the silence pulled out of the shadows. Decided to ditch the ladies' room for a private concert, did we?"

Anakin Skywalker

Anakin Skywalker

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