1 Aria

On top of a building, a figure of a person is seen, walking close to the edge, it stopped.

The moon hidden in the clouds shined.

Revealing the figure, it was a woman with black hair with yellow eyes that shined like the stars.

She looked at the rest of the city down below, "Why is this stupid pop music with only 3 or 4 notes so freaking popular?! It just keeps on repeating on and on, if you removed the singing, it all just sounds the same!

And look at hip-hop! I'd appreciate the old ones, but these new ones are just people competing who can speak faster! So what if the music is great? The vocals are impossible to hear!

Now Rock! What the heck is that!? Are you just there copying every music, adding some guitar or drums and slapping the [Insert Genre] Rock on it!?"

"Agh! Why has classical music fallen so low, even all these new instruments are just plastic now..."

"How wonderful would it be to go back to the past..."

Thinking up to this point, she sat on the edge of the building, and looked at the moon.

She opened her mouth, ready to sing, but as she barely sang the first word, "Then go back to the past!"

The moon disappeared and a hazy being kicked her down.

"What the hell!"