The Ability to Read Minds Is Useless in a Band!

Mygo+gbc+Lonely Rock (The general direction of the original plot will not be changed, and the famous scenes are all included) My name is Hoshino Suzu, a former classical music prodigy who is now a slightly lonely high school student. I have a special ability that I was born with: "reading minds." I thought that after that day I would be greeted by a peaceful campus life, but God gave me three bizarre band connections: All the members of the first team were mentally exhausted, "listening" to their tortured voices, as if they were watching a slow car accident. I could have left, if it weren't for my poor childhood sweetheart, Takamatsu Light. What? Is it a gravity field?! The second group spends the whole day in the streets tortured each other's souls with their roars. Every collision between the lead singer and the guitarist is like the final gravitational entanglement between two stars before destruction. An exclusive, almost violent identification burns in the narrow battlefield. Wait, why do I feel like they are about to kiss? The third band's guitarist is a severe sociopath, the bassist is a poor "noble son", the drummer is Shimokitazawa Little Angel, and the lead singer is the band's vitality. It may be the plainest and purest band among the three, but it is also here that I can't "hear" complicated emotions and disputes, only a warm chaos. Because I can read it, I don't want to affect the purity that grows in chaos, nor do I want to dilute the anger that faces the world, so what I run towards is the noisy home where your "superpowers" ​​can go to hell.