No Different - Hunter Sylvester X reader (Metal Lords)

Meetup

We finally make it to his place.
He takes me downstairs to his massive room, where I unexpectedly see Kev on a drum set.
I gasp as I see the collection of posters and flags of all the bands I know and love, and admire the guitars he has on his wall. I unzip my guitar case and pull out an W.B. Warlock.
"That guitar is so fucking metal." Hunter says.
"Anyways.." he grabs his guitar that's been sat against the wall, and begins playing the intro to For Whom the Bell Tolls, signaling Kev to start playing the drums. "Wow.. ok let's start that over." Hunter says, as he re-plays the intro, but this time Kev participates. He's playing it so well, and starts getting in my face, swaying his body. "I.. so uh.. what do I do?" I ask. Hunter suddenly stops playing, and Kev follows along.
           "Well.. let me see what you can do." He says, playing a few known chords on his guitar. "So.. like a battle? Your on!" I say, grabbing my pick, prepared for what he has to bring. Hunter plays chords very fast, I look in amazement as I repeat the same chords, at a slower pace than him. He smirks at me, and does a complete solo. I do the exact same, and start to catch up with him. At this point me and him are doing the exact same. Kev in the back decides to start a nice drum beat. About 2 mins later this finally ends.
              Hunter stares into my eyes. "You can absolutely fucking shred." He says, sitting down. "Well, I think me and Kev are just gonna hang for a bit. Wanna join in?" Hunter asks. "Sure!" I say.

   2 hours later, Hunter drops me off at my house.

It's currently 6. I lay in bed with my AirPods in. I dread tomorrow for some reason. I'm sure people already don't like me. I'll get made fun of for the way I dress, how I look, what kind of music I listen to.  I'm not much different from hunter, I wonder if he thinks.. or goes through the same, too.. I think to myself, as I loose my words and fall into a deep sleep.