Chai leaned against a stack of old wooden crates backstage, the pulse of the crowd seeping through the walls, a captivating mix of anticipation and tension.

His prosthetic right arm—with its sleek grey body and striking red highlights—rested on his knee, a testament to his indomitable spirit and resilience.

At its core was an MP3 player that pulsed with rhythmic beats, syncing seamlessly with his heartbeat and fueling his passion for music.

Tonight, he and his friends anticipated just another performance, a chance to showcase their talent, but the stakes shifted when the band competition announcement echoed throughout the venue.

Chai shared a quick look with his bandmates, excitement sparking in his chest.

Images of the crowd chanting their name filled his mind, and he imagined raising his robotic arm triumphantly as they took the stage, ready to unleash their dreams into the night..