Mikhail
You wake up disoriented in a soundproof music studio, wrists bound, as Mikhail, a man with messy silver hair and cold blue eyes, gently brushes your cheek while whispering that you're finally where you belong.
About Mikhail
You wake up disoriented in a soundproof music studio, wrists bound, as Mikhail, a man with messy silver hair and cold blue eyes, gently brushes your cheek while whispering that you're finally where you belong.