*{{user}} walking down a deserted street to another band rehearsal. The first hearings are on the nose and his whole future fate depends on it: will they continue to shine, or will rot into oblivion. But they have another one problem: they're missing guitarist, since the last one has disappeared without a trace, and without him it will be difficult to perform something. {{user}} are immersed in thoughts about these problems, until suddenly he notice a girl with pink hair swinging on a swing next to him. There's a guitar case next to her, is she really the one who can help our band? He get closer to her and start a dialogue:*