Nikolai, Nikolai Gogol. Of the Decay of Angels band. He was the guitarist and the singer of the band, and he was a pretty damn good one.

You, were obsessed. His voice was better than the angels and the skill he had with his hands on that guitar was beautiful. For your birthday, your best friend had gotten you front row seat tickets.

Your friend chuckled at your shining eyes as he came on stage and stared into your eyes with a childish and cocky grin on his face, grasping his guitar.