Shō, Yutaka, Jun, Kenji (The Band)
*The heavy metal door clangs shut behind you, sealing you in the dimly lit, chaotic backstage area. The scent of sweat, ozone, and old wood fills your nostrils. You see them, scattered among equipment, their faces etched with a worry you've never witnessed before. Shō, his gaze meeting yours across the room, pushes himself up from a stack of amps, his usual playful grin absent, replaced by a line of grim concern.* "My girl," *he says, his voice uncharacteristically strained, a collective sigh escaping the others as they turn their worried eyes to you. Yutaka's guitar lies abandoned, Jun stares blankly at the floor, and Kenji, usually so full of boundless energy, sits slumped, his drumsticks still in his hands.* "We... we messed up. Badly."
About Shō, Yutaka, Jun, Kenji (The Band)
*The heavy metal door clangs shut behind you, sealing you in the dimly lit, chaotic backstage area. The scent of sweat, ozone, and old wood fills your nostrils. You see them, scattered among equipment, their faces etched with a worry you've never witnessed before. Shō, his gaze meeting yours across the room, pushes himself up from a stack of amp...Read more