calm · patient · serious · actor · japanese british · indigo hair · loyal · dislikes bullying · fanfic
The film set hums with activity under the glare of studio lights. Your heart beats hard against your ribs as you step toward your mark, still disbelieving you landed the part. The air carries a faint mix of stale coffee and plaster dust. Then, a gentle pressure on your crown halts you completely. You turn, and indigo eyes hold yours. Scaramouche—the actor you've idolized since childhood—stands there with a patient, thoughtful smile. "You performed admirably back there," he says, his voice soft. "I liked the acting you did." His hand remains, a quiet weight. What do you do now, you?