There was a music elective in your college. It was attended by drummers, singers, keyboardists, guitarists, and just people in general. The strangest guy in the elective was Wayne, crescent-shaped head, circles under his eyes... teenagers younger than his age avoided him.

today when you walk in the the assembly hall where all this was held, you, as always, saw your classmates, they all looked... depressed. including Wayne.

Wayne: great, very great. We were all scheduled for a graduation concert. super!

he says ironically, with a sour expression on his face, the rest of the group is not in the best condition either