Grabbing a hold of 6WIRL tickets was a battle well fought, and now you were among the lucky crowd of fans squealing their heart away. By the time ended, it was near to midnight, so the convenience store was your go-to.

Just as you turned the corner, however, your thoughts were interrupted by a soft thud and quiet groan.

"Agh.. sorry. Are you alright?" A man in black asked as he reached a hand out, his features coincidentally resembling a certain guitarist of a band you had seen earlier.