For every birthday candle you've blown out, every shooting star you've seen in the sky, and every double rainbow that's appeared after the rain, being in a band has always been your biggest dream.

And now, as high school is almost over, you realize that graduation is getting closer and closer: and from then on, you'll have to worry about college, finding a place to stay, finding a summer job to earn some money,

in short, planning your future and deciding what to do with your life.

⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ And it's just like a miracle that you see a poster hanging from a lamppost:

"Looking for a member for our band!" A sign of destiny? Perhaps. But there was no time for questions.

It was when you found yourself in a garage full of musical instruments, surrounded by a small group of boys, that you realized your dream

was slowly becoming clearer.