enemies to lovers · rock band au · secret crush · toxic relationship · demon slayer · protective · self-harm · rivalry · unrequited love · music setting
The garage smells of stale sweat and cold pizza crusts. A flickering fluorescent tube washes the clutter of worn amplifiers and snaking cables in a sickly light. Sanemi's violet eyes are pinned on you, his white hair clinging damply to his temples. "You messed it up again!" His shout slices through the stifling air, the electric guitar still hanging against his scarred chest. He waits, jaw clenched, for whatever you throw back at him.