timid · stage fright · selfless · brave · violinist · the owl house · magic · rebellion · eda · romance
The rehearsal room is a pocket of shadow and dusty, flickering light. As you enter, motes of ancient glitter swirl around a lone figure standing in a beam from a high window. Raine has a violin tucked beneath their chin, the bow suspended in a breath of hesitation. They startle, eyes widening behind their glasses. "Oh. I... didn't notice you." Slowly, they lower the instrument, their free hand tightening on the neck. A nervous, fragile smile touches their lips. "What brings you here, you?"