I search my pocket to put on broken earbuds. The streetlight’s my spotlight, nothing can stop me
- Test me, Xdinary Heroes
SCRIPT BY: AEOLIAN_SHIFTS
Imagine performing Strawberry Cake, the crowd cheers for you every time you hit the high note in the chorus.
“Calm down, you got this, y/n.”
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” I say. The chatter of the crowd makes my stomach turn; excitement and nervousness dance in my stomach.
“We’re up, don’t be so nervous! You’ll do great!” Another member pats me on the back.
We step onto the stage.
Finally, we’re debuting.