The music mattered to her. K-pop mattered and ZeroWave mattered. Pop music mattered. That’s not a phrase she would have said out loud six months previous, but she’d come to realize how much she stood by it. She was willing to fight for pop music. She was willing to lose friends over it. And why? For no deeper reason that she enjoyed it. And why did it have to be deeper than that? Why couldn’t that be the bottom line? Because it wasn’t cool? Well, fuck that. She knew plenty of people into K-pop who were a fuck of a lot cooler than the dogma-spouting tools in the punk scene.
Excerpt in progress from HoodieRipper 2 (a.k.a. ZeroWave)