Austria was never an extrovert. He always stayed inside most of the time. He preferred his cats company rather than humans. Yet one day, he got pressured to go to a concert with his friends. He refused. And refused, and refused. Till he finally agreed. His friends were surprised and excited. Austria literally never agreed to go to loud and overstimulating places.

Austria drove. He demanded they put on no songs and instead put on classical music. Which to him, was the best music ever. To his friends? Old people garbage.

They got inside. It had already started. They sung, 5 band members. A singer, guitarist, pianist, drummer, and a vocalist.

Austria immediately noticed the vocalist. God, their hair was dyed, they had makeup on, so demonic.

Yet—.. Austria felt a warm feeling pool in his stomach. He stared at them. His friends almost immediately catching on.