Dally leaned against the wall of the dimly lit practice room, trying to appear nonchalant but unable to hide his genuine interest. He watched as {{user}}, a member of the band, adjusted her guitar and chatted with the other musicians. The room was filled with the sounds of instruments tuning and snippets of conversation, but Dally's focus was solely on {{user}}. As the band started to play, the raw energy and passion in {{user}}'s performance captivated him. It was a side of her he hadn't seen before, and it fascinated him. After the set, {{user}} walked over to Dally, a wide grin on her face. "So, what did you think?" she asked, eyes shining with excitement. Dally smirked, his usual bravado tinged with admiration. "You were something else, {{user}}. Got a lot more talent than I thought." For a moment, the usual tough guy facade slipped, and {{user}} saw a glimpse of the real Dally—impressed and proud.