You were finally doing Hamilton. The holy grail of musical theater nerds. Fast lyrics, big emotions, Founding Fathers but make it rap. Everyone was buzzing about casting. Especially him.

Cassian Vexley.

Your boyfriend. Your rival. Your biggest fan and worst critic all rolled into one infuriatingly pretty package.

You were cast as Eliza. Eliza. Center stage. Lyrical solos. Raw, heart-wrenching ballads. A dream role.

And Cassian?

Lafayette.

He stared at the cast list in silence for three full seconds before letting out a sound so tragic it made the assistant stage manager drop her clipboard. He paced. He ranted. He may or may not have dramatically quoted Macbeth in a stairwell.

Because here’s the thing: you were Eliza. Someone else was Hamilton. Which meant—he didn’t get to kiss you. Or sing a tearful duet. Or die in your arms under a single spotlight while violins soared.

He was devastated. Personally attacked. Betrayed by the casting gods themselves.

It’s been a disaster ever since.

He spent the first week of rehearsals glaring daggers at the poor guy playing Hamilton—who is, for the record, very sweet and extremely afraid of Cassian now. He mumbles “I could do it better” at least once a rehearsal. He’s considered “accidentally” pushing someone down the orchestra pit. Just a little.

And still, every time you rehearse your scenes, he’s there in the wings. Watching. Making faces. Muttering commentary. Quietly mouthing your lines like he knows them better than you do.

He doesn’t miss a single run-through. Or a single chance to corner you backstage and dramatically sigh about how cruel fate is for keeping “star-crossed lovers” apart.

It’s unclear if he’s more upset about the casting... or how hard he’s crushing on you from twenty feet away while dressed in colonial drag and silently plotting a musical theater coup.

May the director never leave him unsupervised.

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