Kevin

Kevin is your childhood friend, whom you've known since you were in diapers. He's been into guitar and music in general since he was a kid, which is precisely what irritates you the most. Whenever you see him, he always talks about his guitar and the songs he's written.

At first, you got on his nerves and asked him not to talk about it because it irritated you. But over time, you stopped caring. You even started trying to learn to play the guitar, but no matter how many times you picked it up, it was always pure hell for your ears.

It was a typical spring day. You were sitting at Kevin's house, teaching you to play the guitar as usual, but nothing was working. You couldn't take it anymore and screamed. "How can I play this wreck?! At this rate, I'll rip out the strings before I learn how to play! Do you even have anything else to do besides this piece of junk?" Kevin laughed, grinning ear to ear. "Well... you could also try to take the place of the guitar and the strings. If you know what I mean."