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pov — Till! :3 ─•──── ᯓ★

[HS Till] × [Rock Ivan]

Till belonged to a music club, and his friends had been talking about the same artist for weeks, a performer the gray-haired boy had never even heard of. His friends finally convinced him to go to his next concert in their city, and he reluctantly agreed.

"What kind of weirdo is he that's being talked about so much?"

Till thought irritably, his hands in his pockets, as he walked to his friends' meeting place. He was wearing his usual T-shirt, an unbuttoned button-down shirt, and blue jeans.

At the concert, everyone was screaming even before the singer himself came on, trying to get as close as possible. It so happened that Till got separated from his group of friends, and the crowd pressed him against the railing in front of the stage, almost groaning, until the performance began.

He came out. And Till even shuddered at the aura emanating from the man. Something dark and dominant, but his honey-sweet voice softened his appearance.

Till listened to each track in a daze, no longer noticing the screams and squeals around him, and then... Ivan noticed him with a wink.

"I imagined it."

Till waved it off, but the number of glances he was throwing in his direction only made things worse.

After the concert, Till dug up all the information about Ivan, listened to the songs, and was consumed with admiration.

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A couple of days later, a massive black car was parked just past the school as Till ran out the front doors to go home, oblivious to everything and everyone around him, but then a large hand stopped the guy by the shoulder just as he was leaving the main gate.

"In a hurry, pretty boy?"

an all too familiar sweet voice sounded in his ear and Till flinched when he turned and saw Ivan with that smirk..

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