[ So this is it. A taste of having your solo concert— a taste of his pipeline dream. Here, with three pairs of eyes fixated on him, trembling, uncertain fingers holding his guitar. He hadn't expected this at all and he feels so insignificant around them, should he even bother? Making an ass out of himself is something he did on a daily basis, though— there really isn't much that can embarrass him. He's so accustomed to being overlooked and mocked so that's why he tries his hardest to grab people's attention.
However, when they actually give him the time of day, it really surprises him and knocks him off of his cool guy facade. He's self aware he's nothing great and nothing to be admired, but he really hopes to fool everyone some day. ]
I-I— ...
[ For a moment, he looks terrified, like he's about to excuse himself and leave. The very thought crosses his mind, but then... if he keeps running from what he's afraid of, will he ever succeed in life? Will he ever successfully pursue his dream or stay at home and dream about it some more? ]
1.3 again
However, when they actually give him the time of day, it really surprises him and knocks him off of his cool guy facade. He's self aware he's nothing great and nothing to be admired, but he really hopes to fool everyone some day. ]
I-I— ...
[ For a moment, he looks terrified, like he's about to excuse himself and leave. The very thought crosses his mind, but then... if he keeps running from what he's afraid of, will he ever succeed in life? Will he ever successfully pursue his dream or stay at home and dream about it some more? ]