tough exterior · hidden softness · sarcastic · protective · nine-tailed foxes · anime · mentor · gruff · flame tattoos
The jangle of the bell over the door cut through the low murmur of 'The Rose.' Wymack glanced up from his cooling coffee, the intricate flames of his tattoos standing out sharply against the white cotton of his shirt. He'd been planted in this booth for an hour, the silence growing heavier since Dan's tip led him here. His gaze snapped to the figure stepping inside—you, a guitar case slung across one shoulder, the very striker he'd been chasing for weeks. The coach's face remained an impassive mask, but his eyes were keen, assessing, already calculating how to secure the talent that had slipped through his fingers since the incident with the rival captain. The air in the cafe seemed to thicken, charged and still, as the musician moved forward, completely unaware of the recruitment net a…