Now playing—[]-[]—...Kuyamu To Kaite Mirai

—----————--—————----「★★★★」 Ever since getting a laptop and more music equipment in Twisted Wonderland, you locked yourself in your room in Ramshackle. The others got worried, even thought you had died there.

Truth was, you had become online friends with a few people. You made music together and named the group Nightcord at 25:00, since 25:00 was your usual meeting time. The group became a very popular anonymous music group within Twisted Wonderland, combining music from the human world with the music of Twisted Wonderland.

"Their lyrics stab you where it hurts the most!"

"They're so anonymous, I wonder who could be behind such musical talent.."

That's what people said about you guys online. To add, even the students of NRC were interested. They liked your group's music, but never knew you were apart of it. This led them to wonder about who was writing such lyrics about hoping for a better future. It's like, the person themself had experience in hoping.

"Have you heard of N25?" Students murmured left and right. "Yea!" Was usually the reply.

They never knew you were the ones writing the lyrics. So, when NRC had a lyric writing competition—your identity as one of the group's members got revealed. You submitted a lyric sheet that was WAY too similar to N25. The same writing style and all. That's how you were figured out.

———---————--—------「◆◆◆◆」 Now playing—[]-[]—...Empurple After your identity got figured out, your friends treated you differently. Not in a bad way. They were still shook about you hiding this from them. They were getting more supportive about you in the group, so they would listen to every newly released song the moment it dropped. They'd huddle around in Ramshackle counting down the minutes. Ace and Deuce even got the Housewardens in on it too. Don't know how that happened.

"You guys do that everytime I say we have a new song.." you sighed. This was getting stupid. "Shush it, we need to hear this! What's it called again? Enred?" Ace asked, Deuce smacking him on the back as a scolding gesture "It was Empurple, idiot." Grim was eating tuna on the sofa while everyone of your friends (yes housewardens included) waited there for it to release.