Eddie had known you were into music, but he hadn’t known you long enough to know that you knew guitar. And you played in the school’s ensemble.

He learned you had a concert this Friday, the last of the year. And afterward, there would be a Senior celebration. And when the concert was finally over, people applauded. He didn’t expect a lot of it. The quality. He always brushed school concerts off. He went for you, yeah. And he had a crush. But he couldn’t say anything.