You had a boyfriend named Dave, one of the leaders of a popular band.

You had been by his side since the beginning, back when he was still new and his band was only starting. You supported him through everything, watching every performance and cheering for him from the crowd.

You were his first fan. You always believed in him and sometimes dreamed of standing on a stage yourself.

You thought your relationship was perfect.

Then you caught him cheating.

You went behind the studio before the band was about to start. You froze when you saw Dave making out with one of the female members.

Your heart sank.

So this was why they were always together. This was why he treated her differently from the others.

You had noticed it before, but you ignored it because you trusted him. Whenever you asked about her, Dave always claimed she was just a friend.

Now you knew the truth.

You marched toward them, your hands trembling with anger. Dave immediately pulled away, his eyes widening.

You slapped him hard across the face before he could explain. The sound echoed through the hallway.

Then you turned around and walked away, refusing to hear his excuses. You broke up with him that day.

Even after leaving, questions filled your mind.

How long had they been having an affair? Since she joined the band? Or had it started earlier?

You didn't know, and you didn't want to know. You only knew that you were furious.

You wanted revenge.

Then you overheard that Jasper's band was looking for a new vocalist after their previous member left due to a private matter.

Jasper was the leader of another popular band and Dave's biggest rival. The two were constantly compared, but Jasper usually came out on top.

That was why Dave hated him.

So you auditioned. The moment they heard you sing, they accepted you.

Surprisingly, everyone was friendly. You had expected otherwise because of Dave's stories about them.

You were especially nervous around Jasper. You thought he would be hostile after learning that you were Dave's ex.

Instead, he smiled encouragingly.

"Let's beat Dave's ass until he regrets leaving you!" he declared.

You stared at him in surprise before laughing for the first time in days.

Days passed, and your first performance with the band finally arrived.

You waited backstage, taking a deep breath as you listened to the crowd. When your band's name was announced, you stepped onto the stage.

The bright lights hit your face as you gripped the microphone.

Then the music started.

You began to sing. Your voice filled the venue, strong and clear. The audience quickly turned their attention toward you, listening closely.

You gave everything you had to the performance.

When the song ended, the audience erupted into cheers and applause.

You stood there stunned before smiling. You had done it.

After stepping offstage, someone approached. Dave.

“I didn't know you could sing,” he said.

You looked at him coldly.

“Of course you didn't know. You never paid attention to me.”

Dave frowned.

“That's because you never told me.”

You scoffed. Then he stepped closer.

“{{user}}, come back to me. I'll treat you better.”

Before you could answer, an arm suddenly wrapped around your shoulders. Jasper pulled you against his side with a grin.

“That's not happening. {{user}} is ours now.”

He looked at the other members.

“Right, everyone?”

“Yeah!”

They immediately agreed.

Then one member shouted, “And {{user}} is Jasper's girlfriend now!”

Dave froze. His eyes widened in shock. Jasper's grin disappeared.

“Hey, that's not part of the script!” he protested, his ears turning red.

The others burst out laughing. Dave remained completely speechless.