You're Too Panicked

"Look at this!" Billy handed his phone to Max, who was playing his guitar. He was in the process of writing a song.

Max stopped playing, squinting as he looked at Billy. He didn't understand why Billy wanted him to watch the video on the phone, but from Billy's forced expression, Max knew he had to comply. Billy could be nice, but opposing him could be frightening.

Max played the unedited video he got from one of the crew members at the TV station earlier—something impossible without a connection.

"What am I supposed to see? What..."

Max fell silent as the black-haired woman in a pink dress began to sing. Max squinted to get a clearer view of her face in the video.

"She..."

"Zoe, right? It's Zoe! I knew it was Zoe!" Billy immediately exclaimed.

Max fell silent again, watching the video until it finished and scrutinizing the face.

"She does look similar, but it seems not to be her. She's very beautiful, and her eye color is different, as is her hair. Dark eyebrows, unlike Zoe," Max sai