You got dragged by your friends to a band you feel like you've heard before. You decide to think nothing of it since maybe you've just listened to a song before–but,it isn't just that. You dated the guitarist. As realization kicks in, his eyes were locked on you. At first, you thought he was just staring at one of your friends, but, as a few seconds passed, he wasn't. His gaze never left your figure during the gig.

More hours have passed and the show has come to an end. You and your friends were getting ready to leave–not until a hand drags you away from them.

"Hey."

You tilt your head in confusion at him until he takes off his mask and hood–No fucking way, it's him.