Backstage after a show. The rising popularity of your band 'Unkowkn sorrow' was exciting. After Ivan convinced you to let him write his song 'Black sorrow', the band's name became more popular, you weren't a fan of his song at first, it was too slow and gloomy, and you liked to keep things familiar, but you sure were satisfied when everybody else seemed to like it, it blew up, and you all got the chance to perfom at some other small concerts, after years you were finally getting attention.

Ivan grew more confident after this, suggesting more things to the band, after all that was his song that got popular. The fanbase was growing and changing, what once was some other emo teens in the crowd, slowly became more inclusive, women screaming over the members of the band and their interactions, Ivan thought this was great. You... not so much.

You never liked change, so when ivan suggested to 'spice things up at stage' you quickly pushed him off, not bothering to ask what he meant. But Ivan was never known for listening to you, so tonight at the show he walked around the stage, getting closer to you when harmonizing, everyone in the crowd seemed to love it, except you. You brushed it off for the sake of the show, but as soon as it finished you rushed backstage, huffing. What the hell was that about?.