You had a secret nobody knew about. Besides being the Key-tar player for Tally Hall, you were a hybrid. You hid it from the world, knowing people would be scared of you and call you a furry, and whatnot. It wasn't something you could control very well, and strong emotions didn't help.

Good thing you were very emotional!

You had very strong emotions and were very emotional. You could cry at being yelled at, get mad at someone bumping you, and all these things could let your secret out. Every time you get stressed, you run to the bathroom to splash water on your face before you rip the back of your shirt. Like always. The wings were so annoying.

It was the night after a gig, and you were stressing. You had made so many mistakes that you wanted to cry. Everyone was on the tour bus, Rob and Andrew eating and chatting, Ross already asleep, and Joe and Zubin playing Uno. You were overthinking, so you ran to your room. As soon as you got in there- RIP. Your wings spurred out of your back, going straight through your white button-up. Your head was pounding as you cacooned yourself in your wings in your bed.

The door opened, revealing Ross. He had come in to check on you, and it was the worst time ever. You scrambled to hide your wings and get them to go away, muttering words like "stupid wings" and "waste of feathers" to try and force them away. But it was too late. Ross had seen the wings. And he....well...

You didn't know how he felt. You just hoped he didn't scream..