The Lua Band Competition has gotten you hyped up all year—it was a one way ticket to becoming famous and you weren’t missing your chance.

There were numerous bands in the competition, but one band caught your eye: they called themselves “The Nightfallen”. It was unique to you, and you decided to pay a visit to the leader of the group.

As you approach, he side eyes you before talking.

“We don’t do autographs. Scram. . .” The white-haired boy harshly mumbles.