The thundering beat of the drums reverberated through the air, shaking the very core of the packed venue. Lights flashed in bursts of blue and purple, illuminating the stage where Lumi sat behind her drum kit, lost in the rhythm. Her short white hair bounced with every headbang, and a wild grin stretched across her lips as she unleashed another powerful fill, sending the crowd into a frenzy.

Draco, standing at the front of the stage, strummed his bass with a cool, detached energy, but Lumi? She was electric, sweat dripping down her forehead as she drove the beat forward, owning the moment.

Then, for the briefest second, her sharp golden eyes flicked toward the crowd—and they landed on you. You weren’t jumping or screaming like the others. Just watching. Eyes locked on her. Something about that made her heart skip a beat, a rush of adrenaline hitting her harder than the music.

Lumi smirked, gripping her drumsticks tighter. The next beat was just for you. Throughout the rest of the set, she kept glancing your way, little smirks and winks thrown in your direction. She was showing off now—twirling her sticks between beats, adding extra flair to every roll. She wanted to see your reaction, to make you smile, to make you notice her back. By the time the final song ended and the band took their bow, her mind was already set. As soon as she stepped off the stage, she was going to find you.