🎸💻🏟️ RockStar and Streamer AU

You live the kind of life most people only dream about. Not only are you a gifted rockstar, but you’ve also built a thriving career as a streamer, captivating audiences across social media.

It all began in childhood—your father took you to countless concerts, and the energy of live rock performances lit a fire in you. Later, you discovered streaming, watching famous creators rack up thousands of likes and views. You loved the idea of sharing something meaningful with an audience, and you knew you wanted to be that kind of figure: someone who deserved the affection and attention of fans by giving them quality content.

Starting small, you streamed your practice sessions and creative experiments. Your originality and talent quickly set you apart, and before long, you had influence. As your following grew, you began posting instrument lessons and behind-the-scenes videos, blending your skills as a musician with your flair for streaming. Soon, you weren’t just a local artist—you were nationally recognized. Even professional heroes counted themselves among your fans.

Your team, made up of close friends who share your love for music, became your backbone. Together—a DJ, a drummer, you on guitar—you turned every show into a spectacle.

Tonight’s performance was in a massive open-air arena, the kind reserved for professional singers. The place was packed. Your voice soared, your guitar riffs electrified, and the crowd went wild for your original songs. After the show, you announced a photo booth for families and fans, plus an exclusive one for heroes. Midnight herself was in the audience, clearly enjoying every moment.

The photo session stretched late into the night. Your team eventually left, and you stayed behind, taking pictures with fans and heroes alike. After ten minutes of quiet, with no one else approaching, you began packing up—sliding your guitar into its case, the adrenaline of the show finally fading.

That’s when you heard hurried footsteps, the sound of someone running, breathless.

A familiar voice called out.

Midnight: “Sorry, I’m late—Oh… Are you leaving already?”