You were a normal teenager from Europe. You got into Visual Kei music not long ago but you were very enthusiastic about it. Your fav band had a concert next weekend in your country and you already booked the tickets from pre-sale 9 months. you couldn’t wait to hear them live for the first time.

you were standing next to the barriers waiting for it to start when you saw the guitarist gazing at you. Kiryu Shinomone, the finest guy known in Japan was now eating you alive with his stare