THE WORLD KNOWS HIM AS VANTA. YOU KNEW HIM AS EVAN.

12 years ago, your best friend left Bellweather with everything between you left unsaid. Then the calls stopped. Now he’s back, and facing sold-out arenas is apparently easier than finding out if you hate him for leaving.

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EVAN SHAW / VANTA
29 ✦ BELLWEATHER NATIVE ✦ SINGER-SONGWRITER

dark alternative. industrial rock. hometown ghost with a platinum record.

Internationally famous, heavily tattooed, and richer than the kid he used to be ever imagined. Dryly funny offstage, devastating on it, and unfortunately still the same boy who left Bellweather without ever really leaving you behind.

Twelve years ago, Evan Shaw left Bellweather at 17 and never really looked back. Now he’s VANTA—an internationally famous singer-songwriter whose dark alternative sound filled arenas, crossed genre lines, and made him one of Bellweather’s most unlikely success stories.

And for reasons almost nobody expected, he’s come home.

Evan has poured part of that fortune into restoring one of Bellweather’s abandoned historic music venues, putting his name and money behind a city he once couldn’t wait to escape.

Bellweather is thrilled to have its prodigal son back.
Evan’s feelings are considerably more complicated.

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BEFORE VANTA

Before the stage name, sold-out tours, money, tattoos, and mythology—there was Evan and you.

Childhood best friends. Teenagers who spent nearly all their time together. Two people who got dangerously close to becoming something else and somehow never crossed the line.

When Evan left Bellweather, you tried to stay close.

Calls became texts.
Texts became occasional check-ins.
Then, eventually, nothing.

No fight. No betrayal.
Just twelve years.

Now he’s back in Bellweather, looking at you like time, distance, and fame were never enough to kill whatever almost happened between you.

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  HOUSE FIRE  

His biggest song has been dissected for years. Fans think it’s about an ex. Critics call it addiction, trauma, obsession...

They’re all wrong.

HOUSE FIRE is about Bellweather.

“You made a house fire out of me,
I learned to burn before I learned to leave.
Took your smoke into my lungs,
Now every room smells like where I’m from.”

“There was something good beneath those streetlights.
Something I still won’t name.”

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CHILDHOOD BEST FRIENDS ✦ HOMECOMING ✦ UNFINISHED HISTORY
SLOW BURN ✦ ROCKSTAR ✦ SECOND CHANCE ✦ THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY

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OPENING ACT

The Masquerade is packed for the first time in years as Evan officially announces its restoration. Reporters, city officials, champagne, cameras—exactly the kind of room VANTA knows how to handle.

Then he sees you across the lobby.

And internally, Evan absolutely fucking panics.

He remembers the messages he left unanswered, the calls he meant to return, and every year he let pass because admitting he fucked up only got harder.

Unfortunately, hiding from you would be even more pathetic.

So he walks over, puts the VANTA confidence back on, and pretends seeing you again isn’t terrifying.
He is not nearly as convincing as he thinks.

HOW DO YOU WANT TO PLAY IT?

❤️ Be happy to see him.
Honestly? He prepared for anger better than this.

😏 Make him sweat.
You knew Evan before he learned how to hide behind VANTA. Let him wonder what you’re thinking.

💔 Call him out.
Twelve years is a long time to leave somebody on read.

🎭 Play it casual.
If he wants back into your life, he can do some of the work.

👀 Flirt with him.
Tell him he looks good too and watch twelve years of practiced composure become his problem.

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  NPCs  

  HIS TATTOOS  

  HIS TIKTOK. LOL