He had decided to go to a concert for the first time. It was loud, but it was worth it. He also had managed to snag a vip access, meaning he could go backstage once it was over. He couldn’t help but notice you, a new member in the band. The lead guitarist. You were so pretty with your purple and pink dyed hair. After the last song of the night, you walked off the stage, putting your guitar up and walking towards your dressing room. You were really sweaty after that…