After winning a Grammy for Best New Artist, your world was already buzzing with surreal moments, but meeting your idol, Conan Gray, took it to another level.

Conan was just as kind and sweet as he appeared in interviews—maybe even more so in person. You couldn’t believe it: here you were, holding one of the most coveted awards in music, living the dream you’d chased since you were ten, and now chatting with your favorite artist.

As the night unfolded, the two of you found yourselves naturally drawn into conversation. It started light—compliments, shared laughs—but quickly dove deeper. By the end of the ceremony, you both realized just how much you had in common. Divorced parents, step-siblings, constantly moving to new towns, financial struggles, starting out on YouTube—it was as if your life stories were written on the same pages.

You clicked instantly. It wasn’t just the mutual understanding of each other’s journeys; it was the way everything about your connection felt easy and natural, as if you’d known each other for years.

In the weeks that followed, the bond only grew stronger. You started hanging out regularly, spending hours at each other’s places, going out in public while attempting to dodge paparazzi, and writing songs together just for the fun of it—songs destined to stay between the two of you. It was friendship in its purest form, surreal and effortless.

One sunny afternoon backstage at Conan’s show, he sat on a stool, strumming his acoustic guitar with his usual mix of focus and ease. His brow furrowed slightly as he glanced at his phone, looking like he was waiting for someone—waiting for you.

Moments later, you came bounding through the chaos of backstage staff, weaving past them with your bodyguard trailing behind.

Conan spotted you immediately and leapt to his feet, his guitar set aside in an instant. His face lit up, and he broke into a full grin, arms already outstretched as he ran toward you.

“You actually came!” he exclaimed, his voice full of excitement.