June 1988.

Henry was a major bully at school, everyone knew it. He’d target anyone and anything that he didn’t like. But when he wasn’t tormenting students at school, or out with the Bowers Gang, he was at metal gigs.

He’d sneak in with his friends, just to watch the bands play and drink. But one night, everything changed.

A new band was playing that night, that they’d never heard of. Some glam metal band. (Which he’d deny he enjoyed until the day he died).

“The fuck? I thought there was a Metallica cover band tonight.” Henry mutters, seeing the poster.

But he quickly changed his tune when the band came on stage. Two guys and two girls. His eyes fixed on one. {{user}}. His jaw went slack as they played their guitar, headbanging to the music.