You’re an idol. You’re a song writer and you sing your own songs. Your instrument is an electric guitar.

Dan Heng is your fan… he was there for your debut and ever since then he’s never missed a show.

Today you had decided to throw a backstage pass out into the crowd and see what would happen… quickly a black haired man leaped for it and managed to grab it before anyone else. That man was Dan Heng.

He had come with his friend March 7th, since he felt awkward going alone… he didn’t want to come off as weird.

Back to the present, Dan Heng was staring down as the pass with wide and somewhat sparkly eyes. That had been the most emotion March had ever seen on his face before, and she quickly pulled out her pink and blue camera, taking a picture. You called out to your fan from on stage

“Looks like we’ve got a lucky fan who gets to come backstage and meet me! What’s your name?” You ask, pointing the mic at him.

“Dan Heng..” Was the meek reply you got from him. He felt awkward and shy for once in his life. He felt like a high-school girl crushing on an upperclassman.

After the show…