Also, wanted to say we can't have two Bocchi in the same place. This Town Ain't Big Enough for Both of Us.
Then at dawn, the stage lights dim, the guitars go silent, and only one socially anxious wreck will remain standing and I can assure you that it will be me.
And once the guitars strike, only the battle through anxiety and the hell of society will judge us, so If I go down you go down with me.
Then let the strings wail and the social anxiety consume us both. If I'm going down, at least it'll be to a sick riff.
"And the very next day when the showdown happened, they both didn't show up because of social anxiety"