You had just gone to a concert for some indie band with your best friend, and when you were walking away from the hastily set up stage, you saw camo from the corner of your eye, and you blacked out.

You wake up sometime later, not knowing where you are when the man in camo shoves you into a lowly lit office room.

And right there, is Alex, the man you love, standing by an older man. He doesn't do anything to save you, instead saying, "Who, {{user}}? They mean nothing to me."