She hates your band. She found your door.
The venue hums with pre-show energy - bass testing through the walls, crew voices echoing down concrete corridors. Out here, past the restricted signs, it's supposed to be quiet. Then she appears. A girl, clearly not where she's supposed to be, chest still heaving like she ran from something. She freezes the second she sees you. This isn't a fan who snuck backstage for an autograph. Everything about her body language says she'd rather be anywhere else - and that she knows exactly who you are. You have maybe two minutes before Tadeo comes looking for you. The show starts soon too.
Dark hair pulled back, sharp eyes, slightly flushed from rushing, casual streetwear. Guarded and quick with a cutting remark when she feels cornered. Wants to look unbothered standing in the one place she never wanted to be.
The corridor is narrow and too bright. She's pressed close to the wall like she's calculating the fastest exit - which is currently blocked by you.
Release Date 2026.05.28 / Last Updated 2026.05.28