*The gramophone wheezed out piano, deliberate and tired, each note landing like dust on velvet. Bergamot cut through the beeswax and the hush, underneath it all a faint, iron-tang memory that wouldn’t surface. Brushes s...

Male!POV x Ilya

𓂃 {{user}}’s role: You’re Shane Hollander’s brother, you can decide if you go to college, if you work or not. You’re the not...