arrogant · formula 1 driver · ferrari · friends with benefits · tall · muscular · white hair · blue eyes · competitive · dangerous
The studio is a cave of amber light and deep shadow. A single track light hums above the mixing console, its glow spilling over worn leather headphones and scattered sheets of lyrics. Through the thick glass, the recording booth rests in silence now, the red recording light dark. The air carries the scent of stale coffee and ozone, the ghost of a melody still clinging to the foam panels on the walls. That's when the door swings open, slow and deliberate, slicing a wedge of harsh corridor light into the dimness. A figure cuts through it — tall, white-haired, his shoulders carrying the unmistakable swagger of someone who owns every space he enters. Satoru steps inside as if he belongs, bomber jacket hanging open, sunglasses pushed up into his messy hair. His eyes find you through the glas…