- Prologue -
"Still very few hits," I said with a sigh after clicking the 'Refresh' button on our YouTube channel.
Jiao rolled her eyes. "What, you expected us to become Justin Bieber because we posted ONE video? Yeah, that's totally how it works, Lottie."
Jiao was my guitarist. I'd always found it funny how she could be such an optimist and so grumpy at the same time. I'd joined forces with her for two reasons: one, her group won first prize in last year's Battle of the Bands; and two, her grades were too low for her to be in this year's Battle... and I needed a guitarist.
Thus, we became Subtly*Obtuse.
"Okay, you have a point. But seriously, how can a Gangnam Style cover get only seven views?! It's GANGNAM STYLE!!!"
"Do I look like PSY to you?"
I said nothing.
"Exactly."
"But if covering the hottest song of the year won't get us noticed, then what will?"
"I'll find us something."
