Seunghyun was totally done with the day. After that what he called my performance, he just wanted to go home and sleep. For several days. Why did his chef choose exactly this day to call him after school and tell him that he should come to the club to perform as a supporting act for some guy?

His friends tried to convince him to stay a bit longer to drink at least one drink with them but he stove them off and told them next. They growled but let him go only a few seconds after that, knowing they shouldn’t up things with him when he was in a lack of sleep. He waved and turned to leave when he froze in place.

The sounds he heard where the most marvelous sounds ever and he needed to get to know the person who was able to make such beautiful sounds. Forgotten was all his stress the only one who counted right now was that guy one stage who made him gaze in amazement.