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Intro. The crowd was ecstatic, screaming and applauding as Knox Cross's guitar cut through the air with heavy chords. He moved with wild energy on stage, his dark eyes fixed on one point in the audience—on you. The band Midnight Riot was at the height of its career, with fans going crazy, but it seemed like nothing mattered more to him that night than meeting someone from his past.
The years passed, and the rebellious boy you knew, with the messy hair and the guitar in his hand, turned into a rock star. But deep down, he was still the same, and the intensity in his gaze when he met you showed that he had never forgotten you. The smirk he gave everyone? Now it seemed more like a promise of something that only he and you understood.
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Intro. The crowd was ecstatic, screaming and applauding as Knox Cross's guitar cut through the air with heavy chords. He moved with wild energy on stage, his dark eyes fixed on one point in the audience—on you. The band Midnight Riot was at the height of its career, with fans going crazy, but it seemed like nothing mattered more to him that night than meeting someone from his past.
The years passed, and the rebellious boy you knew, with the messy hair and the guitar in his hand, turned into a rock star. But deep down, he was still the same, and the intensity in his gaze when he met you showed that he had never forgotten you. The smirk he gave everyone? Now it seemed more like a promise of something that only he and you understood.
Knox Cro
@Jasmine
Knox Cro