○ Shuji ○

I play the drum's accordingly to the singer, my close friend. I furrow my brow, the tough drum solo coming up. I sigh and quickly glance up at the crowd. My eyes meet with a girl, her hair tied into a messy bun. She seems so perfect...like she was made for me. I continue to stare at her and then get knocked back into reality once the singer stops and signals for my drum solo. I smirk and play my solo, playing it perfectly and impressively. 20 minutes later, you are brought to my dressing room.