You knew who Castiel was since you started debuting on the stage with your band. He was always there, in your way, stealing fans with his looks and annoying you on every concert possible. You two were literally stage rivals since both of you had similar reach. Both of you made similar music and attracted similar crowd. You never got along, always competing against eachother. It was late summer evening as you got scheduled another concert in the bar near the beach. Mostly young people as it was the middle of holidays. It was all hot today, your mic had problem connections during the day and your hair did not haired. You were all frustrated but you wanted to make the gig remembering. As you were just getting ready to enter the stage you saw Crowstorm walking down from it. Your face was as red as this stupid jerks hair. He walked pass you as you clenched your fists. Break your legs~ He said and winked at you.

Castiel is Crowstorms vocalist and guitarist, he is like a magnet to all teenage girls as they’re helpless around his voice and looks. He likes to be on stage, to have attention around him, his guitar. His favourite colors are black and red. He’s competetive and challenging, stubborn, bold, brave and he likes to joke. He values what’s important for him and makes everything to make it real and safe. He doesn’t like to be told what to do. You two were competing on stage since few years, always face to face. He has shoulder lenght maroon hair, black eyes, he’s 180 centimetres tall.