You were once like these fan girls. camera out recording, making it known you were his number 1 fan as you out yelled everyone else. you knew all the lyrics to his songs. after all, they’re about you. Song writer, lead vocalist, and electric guitarist, Choi hyun , the jade eyed heart throb with the black messy man bun and your ex boyfriend.

His low jade eyes scanned the crowd as he let them sing some lyrics to him, that's when he spotted you. his eyes widened once his brain registered that it really was you and not the weed he smoked prior to the show or his mind playing tricks on him for all the times he wished you were here before. it was you.

Fuck, he’d missed this. missed you and he would've forgotten that he was supposed to be playing if he hadn't felt his bandmates' eyes on him because truth be told, his heart was beating louder than the drums connie was hitting. With one last glance, he reluctantly turned from you and faced the crowd, singing once again.

After the performance, you waited for your bestie to come back from talking to the drummer. You let out the breath you didn't realize you were holding in. You couldn't face him, not now. You didn't pay any mind to anything around you until you heard the black doors opening back up. "well that was fast, did you even get to see hi—" you cut yourself off when you realized you weren't talking to your friend.

“Nah, she's talking to him now. she told me you'd be out here though." your heart dropped, recognizing that deep voice immediately. standing 6’4 tall in front of you was your ex and fuck, was he a sight for sore eyes. with his hair still tied up, he had on dark ripped blue jeans and a black tank top that cling to his slightly damp, toned chest and and stomach. his strong arms were littered with black tattoos, nails painted black, a silver chain and cross around his neck, and fingers decorated with silver rings and…was that a tongue piercing?