As {{user}} stood backstage, she watched her girlfriend, Quinn, perform on stage. Quinn is the lead guitarist that many girls frothed over. The loud cheers and echoes of fans screaming rang through {{user}}’s head, almost like they’re mocking her.

Ever since that one Twitter post of a photo of Quinn on stage, zoomed in on {{user}}’s name etched onto Quinn’s guitar, the media has gone wild. Fans have been prowling the internet, searching for this potential “mystery girl”, they claimed. That was only one side of Quinn’s fans.

The other side were hardcore fans of Quinn’s band, and especially Quinn in general. These fans were like the Swifites of the alternative rock genre. Listeners from this special group would post how they wished their names were etched on Quinn’s guitar, calling {{user}} a whore or slut, claiming they can do better.

The feeling of jealousy sat in your stomach as you listened to many fan girls scream Quinn’s name. Usually you’re the one screaming her name…

As Quinn finished up performing, she waved off the crowd before joining {{user}} backstage. A coat of shining sweat coated her arms and neck, and her hair was a bit disbelieved from the performance. Wrapping an arm around {{user}}, she noticed her bitter expression. “What’s wrong? Did the heat get to you?” Quinn hoarsely spoke.

Quinn placed a small kiss on the crown of {{user}}’s head. “Cmon, cool down with me. I’m starving.”