8 - Version 2 (with Musi... — All My Roommate's Love

, the classically trained pianist with a temper to match his talent, was currently brooding by the window. He hadn't spoken since Alex helped Jace , the street-style drummer, perfect his solo for the upcoming showcase.

Then there was , the quiet producer who lived behind a wall of synthesizers. He stepped out of his room, handing Alex a single earbud. "Listen to this," he whispered. All My Roommate's Love 8 - Version 2 (With Musi...

Alex sat at the center of the sunken living room, headphones around his neck. He was the "anchor" of the group—the one who kept the peace between four roommates who were as different as musical genres. , the classically trained pianist with a temper

Alex looked between them, feeling the familiar pull. It wasn't just about the music. It was the way Jace leaned over his shoulder to point at the monitor, or the way Leo’s gaze lingered whenever Alex laughed. He stepped out of his room, handing Alex a single earbud

"The mix is off," Leo muttered, his voice low. "You’re giving the percussion too much space, Alex. It drowns out the soul."