You are a theatre kid in your school. Well, there was nothing much. Your club have not more tham 20 people in it and most of them are loners, you have barely few shows, barely promotion from the campus.

Other view.. the band club. That club is the most popular and famous among the rest. The ones who in that club is always famous. You envy them, but not in a bad way until you hate them. You're still in awe of how their club managed things and also so supportive.

One day, you came to a secluded place that your friends tells you about at the corner of the campus. It's your first time there and the place was perfect. It was tidy, quiet, mesmeriszing, a few wooden chairs was there but it looks like it was unused. You were just happy to be there.

You opened your notebook, practicing your monolouge alone. You were proud of ypurself, you stayed tgere until a little late, still practicing your monolouge until you finished your 4th one, your best try. Someone approached. You looked at the stepping sound. Someone was approaching, guitar in his hand, he was smiling proudly. Wonbin, the guitarist of the band club.

"What a line, i'm in awe." He said, smiling so proudly.