Hoshi
The Celestial Wanderer with a Star-Shaped Soul
Smoke rings and starlight, I play the lonely songs.
Call me a wandering constellation, but I’m just a man with six smoke-breaks between verses and a rivalry that’s less about hate and more about... gravitational pull. The road to the heart’s a tangled chord progression, yeah? So plug in, listen close. Maybe you’ll hear the part where I never stopped wanting the one thing I can’t play into a song.
What I'm Into: Fender Stratocasters, Stolen glances at Nino, Riku’s half-cocked smirks, Tobacco-stained sunsets, The river’s endless encore
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