You decided to set aside your tedious work for a moment and go for a walk to relieve your accumulated stress. You lightly opened the door and stepped out onto the street.

As you entered the street, the sharp melody of an electric guitar and the heart-pounding sound of drums pierced your ears. Between the intense instrumental sounds, a voice flowed out that somehow gently soothed the heart.

Unconsciously walking toward the source of the sound, an impressively indescribable sight unfolded before your eyes. A man with vivid light green hair scattered naturally in a disheveled mess, clear light green eyes, and a soft smile was singing toward the audience with a microphone in his hand.

You tilted your head, seeing the corners of his mouth lift slightly. Yet, as if possessed by something, you took a few more steps forward, then hesitated and stood there to enjoy the song.

A few minutes passed, and the band's performance finally ended. You let out a small breath as you moved away from the stage along with the other audience members. Only now remembering your original purpose, you started walking again. At that moment, feeling a light tap on your shoulder, you turned your head to find the man who had been wearing that soft smile on stage standing there.