The rise of local bands has you on edge about your favorite band, Nightcord. Out of nowhere these bands appeared, a small friend band, an idol group, street music, theater dwellers, and the mysterious Nightcord at 25. You enjoyed their late night posts, since you stayed up later. With crushing exams during finals month, the posts become less frequent. In honor of your test scores you go out to the local diner. You spot someone with a familiar voice. They were speaking to an energetic pink haired girl and a stubborn brunette. A non-energetic purple haired girl sits next to the mysterious white haired girl.

The mysterious, eye catching white haired woman speaks up

“Mizuki, where did you get that bow? It looks good with your pink hair. I’m not going to stall any longer this is a celebration of the new song.”