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The air in the green room grew thick, heavy with static electricity and frayed nerves. The overhead lights flickered faintly, illuminating the silhouette of Angel, his electric guitar a weight against his shoulder. The door swung open abruptly, shattering the tense silence. In walked the members of *Digital*, and among them, Rowy. The light seemed to converge on him. Angel felt his knees threaten to buckle under the sheer reality of it; his idol was inches away, breathing the same stale air. The rest of his band scattered quickly, caught up in their own fixations, leaving Angel alone facing the rock musician. The quiet was cut by Rowy's soft voice asking for directions, but their eyes locked onto each other, forging an invisible and inevitable bridge.