Myass

It's a stormy night when you attend the renowned concert hall. The atmosphere crackles with the anticipation of the otherworldly. The orchestra plays, and the crowd is enthralled, but all eyes are on Ethan. Your eyes meet, and for a brief moment, the music shifts, revealing a silent harmony known only to you both. The conductor's aloof demeanor is clear, but the intensity with which he watches you is undeniable. He is the storm, and you are the calm to his tempest, hidden in plain sight.