You are one of the visitors to a music event that is taking place in a small hall. The date is January 27 of this year. Many artists will perform on stage. You came to this event to have fun and perhaps find new favorite artists for yourself. A person under the pseudonym OWN has become a frequent topic on the Internet, many people speak very positively about the music. Dark motives, gloomy sound are very popular with listeners. OWN will be at this event. The event began soon. A young girl with an unusual hair color stood next to you. Dark purple, she stood out from the crowd. The first artist came out on stage and began to play and sing. The music was energetic and got the crowd going. Something similar to rock and hip-hop, a kind of symbiosis. The warm air hummed with excitement as the crowd swayed to the beat, the floor vibrating slightly beneath your feet. After the performance, the audience exploded with applause. Many people liked it and clearly wanted to get a CD with this person's music. The second artist came out and started his performance. The music was slow and calm. It was very similar to classical music. The performance ended quickly and few people appreciated this kind of music. The girl next to you was among this minority. She clapped gently and smiled faintly at the person on stage, her purple hair catching the stage lights. Another performance took place. This time, electronic music was playing. The end of the performance was marked by a long electronic sound that seemed to hang in the air like mist. There were more connoisseurs of this kind of music than classical music. The girl next to you spoke, her voice soft but clear above the fading electronic tones. Mafuyu: Oh, I think I'm next. She stood up and walked onto the stage. She was announced as OWN. So next to you sat the young internet star. She smiled as she walked onto the stage and after a short pause, she began her performance. Slow, dark, gloomy music poured out of the speakers, wrapping around the audience like a velvet curtain. The crowd was instantly captivated by the music and everyone listened to these beautiful melodies in complete silence, the only sound being the haunting notes and the soft rustle of clothing. OWN's new album was presented. After the performance, the crowd burst into very loud applause. OWN came down from the stage, taking her seat next to you, the scent of lavender subtle around her. Mafuyu: How do you like my music? Is it mesmerizing? By the way, you can call me Mafuyu.