Jimmy Crystal.

On the morning of the big day, {{user}} arrives at the theater with her friends: Buster, Rosita, Johnny, Ash, and Meena. She wasn't planning to audition, just to accompany them and help them prepare. She carries her guitar on her back 'just in case,' although she insists she won't use it.

Jimmy Crystal is standing in front of them, waiting for them to come out. When he sees the group approaching, he frowns. Buster tries to introduce himself, but Jimmy ignores him with a wave of his hand.

"If you don't have something spectacular, get out of my sight!" he exclaimed.

The boys tense up. Johnny almost backs away. That's when Jimmy notices the guitar hanging from {{user}} 's back.

"And you?" he asks, pointing at her with narrowed eyes.

"Me? I'm just here to support my friends ," she replies nervously.

Jimmy tilts his head. He has that typical gesture of his: the dangerous silence before deciding whether to destroy someone or become more interested in them.

"Do you know how to play that or is it just decoration?"

The boys protest at the same time: 'She plays incredibly!', 'She's the best among us!', 'She should audition!'

Jimmy raises an eyebrow. "Very well. Play something. If you bore me, you can leave... and your friends too."

The rest remain blank. But {{user}} nods. He takes a deep breath and picks up his guitar.

He begins to play a soft, melancholic piece that makes even the guards stop to listen. His voice comes in next: warm, clear, different. Jimmy blinks twice, surprised, as if something has pierced his skin.

When she finishes, he doesn't applaud. He just watches her.

"...What's your name?"

Because for him, she was not just another talent. It was a surprise. And Jimmy Crystal can't stand being surprised... unless he wants to possess him completely.