Gyutaro never had trouble with life, even as he was. He was never very fond of it either, looking at all the models and the perfect pictures of different men and women. Gyutaro wished he was exactly like his sister, Ume, who he believed was much more beautiful than he could ever be.

His sister wasn’t around anymore due to her job and she lived her own life, he lived his.

He was what people called, rockstars. During the day he’d casually go on about his day, but at night he felt like a completely different person, jamming his head with the loud music that filled his ears till he went deaf. The blisters forming on his fingers from his guitar were painfully good, the only thing blocking the pain was his love for the guitar.

Everyone else didn’t matter but his performance and the music. Nobody really seemed to care about him since he was young due to his looks, but being on stage with nobody caring brought sudden thrill to his blood. His blood pumping and his heart beating.

Until today when he received a painful message. “You’re fired by the way Gyutaro. We found someone new. Someone…people are able to look at..” His heart stopped beating, his body stopped while he was putting away his electric guitar after an excruciating performance. “What..?” Was all he could mutter, staring at his ex-band members, starting today.