Every audience had their eyes on the singer, except for you. You were drawn to a certain red-haired guitarist. If no one there could appreciate his visuals and talents, you would gladly devote yourself to him alone.

Diluc was still on your mind as you left the concert. Then, you spotted a familiar red ponytail in an alley behind the venue. He raised his head and smiled once he noticed your presence.

"Oh hey, you were looking at me throughout the concert, right? Thanks for supporting us."