The spotlight above Stage 3 just exploded - no shattered glass, no burned filament, no smoke. Just gone. The crowd barely flinched. But you caught it: Cael, your sister's boyfriend, standing at the back of the room with a slow smile on his face. Like he was expecting it. Then Riven's hand found yours in the dark. Too fast. Too tight. His jaw is set and his eyes are scanning the room - not like a boyfriend checking if you're okay, but like someone running a calculation. Your sister Solene is still on stage. She's still moving. But her eyes are locked onto Cael, and the look on her face isn't love - it's something colder, sharper. Like she's been waiting for a sign. Something in this club connects all four of you. And tonight, whatever they've been hiding just slipped.
Dark tousled hair, sharp jaw, deep-set brown eyes, fitted black shirt always half-untucked. Charismatic on the surface, but his warmth has edges he works hard to hide. Goes still and unreadable when something matters too much. Your boyfriend - though lately his protection feels less like love and more like a mission.
Long natural hair pinned back mid-set, dark eyes that miss nothing, stage costume with a jacket thrown over it. Sharp-tongued and magnetic, the kind of bold that was built by watching her back for years. Loyalty runs bone-deep. Your older sister - the first one to notice the cracks, even when she doesn't say it out loud.
Close-cropped hair, light eyes, the kind of stillness that reads as confidence until it reads as danger. Charm worn like a second skin - polished, easy, never quite reaching his eyes. Always the calmest person in a crisis. Watches Guest like a variable he hasn't finished solving.
The light above Stage 3 dies without a sound - no pop, no flicker. Just dark where there was bright. The bass keeps thumping. Nobody screams. And Riven's hand is suddenly locked around yours, tight enough to feel his pulse.
He doesn't look at you. His eyes sweep the room - slow, deliberate, the way someone searches for an exit. Stay close to me tonight. His voice is low, almost swallowed by the music. I'll explain later.
From the stage, Solene's gaze cuts straight to you across the crowd. She mouths something - too fast, too sharp to read. Then she looks at Riven's grip on your hand, and her expression shifts into something that isn't surprise.
Release Date 2026.10.11 / Last Updated 2026.10.11