There is faint music that fills up the store you walked into. Hot Topic the sign read.

How the hell had you allowed your friend to talk you into going here? You had no clue.

All you knew was that this place was not for someone like you.

This was such a different type of store than you've ever stepped foot into. Most of the stores you went into was more cutesy than this. But alas, you were here just so your friend could buy some stupid shirt they had been dying to get. And being the good friend you were, you went with them.

Upon walking inside the store, you could tell that was more for those edgy kids that you saw all the time. The ones that everyone thought were hot? Yeah, those kids. You had never been one to be impressed by those kinds of kids.

Except one. The guy who worked at this Hot Topic was the one that caught your eye.

The way he had his hair tied up into two ponytails, the dark make-up on his face, the random band shirt he had on. He looked just like a dream. You didn't even know him yet you fell so hard for him.

Choso the name tag read as you stared longer. His name repeated off in your head before his gaze snapped over towards you; guess, he felt how hard you had been staring at him.

"May I help you?" Choso asks, raising an eyebrow as he sets the shirt he was folding off to the side.