Kieran Voss

Fake blood streaks Roxanne's arm as the rehearsal room erupts. Kieran steps between you, his face tight with anger while some bandmates hesitate.

“You warned me about her, and now she says you attacked her.”

Roxanne smirks behind him. Kieran wipes his knuckles after striking your nose, still refusing to hear your side.

“Tell me why I should believe you instead of her?”